He took me and made me lay down on the couch and got down on his knees. One thing I noticed is how quickly I opened up my legs for him to get to my sw...et spot. Normally that took some work for my husband. He leaned down and ran his tongue from the bottom of my opening right to my clit and I thought was going to jump through the roof. It felt sooooo good and I let him know it. I was panting and moaning and squirming and lifting my hips so I could move with his tongue in a way I’d never. The intrepid reporter wanted more. Although she should have realized that would mean big trouble with Francis. The king maker would be none too happy with her doing a run around, but she had an insatiable desire for the next big story, regardless of how she managed to get the information. The promise of landing the big story outweighed her common sense or duty to do the right thing. She knew what her father and mother back in ‘sticksville’ would say about her capricious behavior. They would. It didn’t take much work to help him along and he pulled out of her mouth after a lazy minute or two of oral love, spraying a huge load all over her face and hair that almost matched the impressive amount Jake had started with. For a fleeting second she wondered where Jake had gotten to, but assumed he was here somewhere, probably enjoying every second of this.Guy five was a chubby little prick both in endowment and stature, and apparently needed to fulfil some sadistic domination fantasy by. Or coeds or co-workers ... but Rafi would have been your first man, as far as I could tell, your first drag queen, and your first of my relatives. It was so juicy, so sinful, so taboo, and so special, at least to me. It was going to be our wicked conspiracy, you, me, and him, and so I wanted to be in on that. That’s what upset me so much that I burned your bridges with my family and damaged your relationship with your parents.“I’m very sorry for that, by the way. I hope that you can forgive me..