He could sense her straddling his head, and he could begin to smell her pussy getting closer.She had straddled his head facing toward his feet. She lo...ered her pussy slowly toward the opening of the rubber mask where his helpless mouth was exposed. She kept it just above his mouth for a moment, savoring her power over him.“You will lick my pussy gently now,” she said. “I want only the tongue and only on my outer lips. Understood?”He nodded. She lowered her pussy into range of his tongue, and he. If they got a good capital amount in the bank, perhapsthey could go off round the world, or, or, well, anything really. Itwould get them out of this rut.There was only one way she could think to do it. She would use hiscompulsion in some way to push them into a life style she would findfun, if only she could get him to do what she wanted. She formulated aplan and one Thursday evening the opportunity arose to put it intoaction.Two evenings a week she went out. Tuesdays to her aerobics. Betty had not had sex for a long, long time, maybe fifteen years, due to Phil's illness before he passed away. Phil had been her one, and only, lover. Betty didn't know if she had ever had a real orgasm. Betty's experience with sex was very limited, she had warned. I was expected to stay overnight.I had joked, "Don't worry, I won't fuck her up the ass on the first date." This resulted in me receiving a hard shoulder punch and a reminder that THAT particular act was just for us.I rang the bell. As Roger withdrew and Julie slumped back onto the bed, Doug grasped her thighs, gently sliding her down the bed towards him, and urged her to roll over onto her hands and knees. As she did so, Roger moved before her to present his stiff cock to her lips. She gobbled greedily on his shaft, as behind her Doug shuffled into position, bending over her back to reach under her and stimulate her clit as he mounted her. The force of Doug’s thrusts jerked Julie back and forth, driving her suctioning.