.me....breathe!" I pulled away from her and smiled. Chelsea pointed the camera at herself as she pulled my in for a kiss, tasting the virgin juices on...my face. We broke our kiss and stared at Ronnie's soaking wet pussy. "Ronnie, I think it's time", Chelsea said as she pointed her camera at Ronnie's face. It took Ronnie a second to realize what Chelsea was talking about, suddenly it hit her. "Daddy, will you?" She asked sweetly? "Will he what?" asked Chelsea, her camera still pointed at Ronnie's. In that vein, we’d like to have you over again, but this month is looking a bit hectic for us, depending on how far into the state tournament the girls go. If you’re interested, we could have one of the girls call you once we get things nailed down.”“Oh, that would be good.” She turned to me and said, “Please do call or text me with anything like that.”“I will.”“I usually work Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday. However, with enough advance notice, I can sometimes change my schedule. You know ... at the Accenture IBM conference ... in the hotel..." Don't worry about Lucy," said Lakeisha. "You should worry about me. You should worry about whether I'm satisfied." And are you?" I think I would appreciate more attention from your tongue," said Lakeisha with a wry smile, pointing at the thicket of curly black hair between her thighs."I shouldn't be so selfish," said Diane with a reciprocal smile as she parted Lakeisha's black thighs with her ivory-pale hands and applied her. I broke my own daydream to break the ice, to mention the unmentionable, "It seems like half a lifetime since we were both in this kitchen. I've come to think of that day as Fateful Friday." It was my half hearted attempt to be light about the core of our pain.Beth looked round at me "It's a good name." she said quietly. Her eyes said so much more about hurt, remorse, and sadness."Have you decided what you will do? Are you going to come back here?" Yes, I guess so. I have no where else to go..