I didn’t know what he was planning but when I felt his tongue snaking past my muscles into my anus I was more than surprised. Even as my body tensed...to this strange invasion I could hear my barely muffled screams as I had another even stronger orgasm. How long he did that to me I don’t know, tongue fucking my ass while fingering my slit for what seemed like forever. When he finally stopped I found myself gasping for breath and almost limp, but I still hadn’t gotten what I wanted. Looking back. The girl gasped, winced, and then let out a loud groan, "AaaAaaugh!"I pushed inside all that position allowed me, and I rejoiced in the way my young Amanda struggled with the sensation of being impaled by me once again, before she even had time to recover from the first round. She squirmed a little, but she gave me no real trouble. In no time, I was fucking her hot and tight entrance again, and this time her groans weren't only howls of pain, there was a different tone. All Lysandra could see was Madame Margarete's feet standing in front of her and the coiled black wire brushing against her black nylon clad leg as it swayed bach and forth, she had to crane her neck upwards in order to see all of her, it was kind of a strain on the back of her neck to do it for any length of time, she looked at Margarete standing before her holding the black box, her thumb poised over a large red button, she had the most devilish smile on her face as she licked her lips.. I thought this would be a somber day and more formal clothing would be appropriate.Jam knocked as he came in the open door from the hall. He was wearing a different shirt but was also dressed more formally like he was yesterday. Holding hands, we went to breakfast. I was carrying the pad and pencil from last night.We worked on my statement to make it from both of us and to be sure it said exactly what we wanted to say. A server brought coffee out and poured our cups. Jam looked up and said,.