My mouth hung open, but nothing came out.Megan finally said, "It's OK. You're consenting adults, and no one is planning on birthing any one-eyed babie... with fangs. I actually approve."I blurted out, "You do? I thought you'd be the last to do so." Matthew, I love you and I want to see you happy. I didn't do a very good job of making that happen when we were married. I want to see April and Serena happy, and right now that means having a deep, physical relationship with you." I didn't do a good. He had the van pretty well organized as he wanted and pronounced it ready to roll, so he invited me to go for a ride with him. That suited me fine and in a moment I was in the right captain's seat cruising down the road listening to a CD. After meandering around for about an hour, we ended up in a remote park off the river. We sat on the dock watching the river flow silently by, skipping rocks across the surface. It was a little chilly, and I began shivering. When Kirk noticed, he pulled. I turned on the video player and saw on the TV screen my sex orgies with my friends. The videos aroused me. As the pictures of my friends fucking me appeared on the screen, I started feeling wetness in my vagina. The video clip of my two friends fucking me simultaneously, one from front and the other from behind, made me wild. I removed my negligee. I could not remain lying on the bed. I was restless, I was aroused but the climax of orgasm eluded me. I knew that I needed somebody who could fuck. Twisting me around a second time, Cindi knelt on the harsh, crude floor. Bringing my head up, I opened my soiled eyes to see that impressive body stooped… that sculptured back that now glimmered with perspiration. She grasped my left leg, swallowing my toes whole into her mouth. Her creamy tongue weaved beneath my toes, swaying side to side as she relished my appendages. Loud popping sounds of sucking echoed in the tight quarters of the pit… the hallowed feast found my ankles, my lower leg as.