Their assessment stopped at her tits (which were formidable, to be sure) and they never bothered to pay attention to how smart she was. Their loss. He...felt better knowing that the FMCA wouldn’t be bothering her, or anyone else, ever again. He would never forget that wonderful evening with Tiff and Pi at the Red Roof Inn. He’d do it again in a heartbeat. His cock got hard every time he recalled what it had been like to be with the two of them.After the computer crash and the deal, he’d struck. I spread her folds with my fingers and my tongue makesswirls around her clitoris. I feel her fingers in my hair as if she isafraid I will move my head away. All ready primed it does not take longbefore her vagina spasms once again. I stretch forward to kiss her oncemore and let her taste her own juices from my mouth. We cuddle for abrief period."Bekka, dear. Would you mind checking to see that we didn't wake upAndie? We'll talk in the morning."Speechless but happy, Bekka nods and gathers her. Sandy is an amazing bi-sexual nymphomaniac, and because she and I both work from our homes next door to each other, we often get together during the day for a frantic shag - the only type of shag that Sandy knows! Both our spouses know about this and are relaxed about it, so most weekends the four of us go out to swinging parties together and often Tom and Sandy then take my wife home with them afterwards and plunder her body for the rest of the weekend - whilst I recover my sexual energy to. By then it was close to SRO, and people kept coming in during the first set. Emily came out on the stage -- somewhere along the way she'd changed from the sweatshirt and jeans she'd worn earlier to a flashy sequined gown -- and briefly thanked everyone for coming and for supporting the benefit, and introduced the Michigan Hillbillies. Dave was no fan of country music, but the Hillbillies weren't bad, considering. They seemed to have some decent musical talent with lots of bluegrass-style.