The shock and sheer ecstasy of her tongue between my legs caused me to press my back involuntarily against the wall and part my thighs a little wider....She lapped at me for a few moments before sliding the full length of her tongue between the soft petals of my pussy. My fingers tightened in her hair as I felt her tongue snake deeper. I could feel myself flooding my lust onto her tongue. A mix of her saliva and my juices ran in a honey-stream down my inner thigh. Every so often her tongue would. She slept nude and naturally was tempting to the nerds who drank caffeine, watched porn and played video games constantly until they fell over.Nerds succumbed to temptation. Almost every day she found herself waking in the middle of her sleep when some skinny nob was halfway through using her naked body for quick release so he could get some sleep after the climax endorphins flooded his over-caffeinated body. Mother Nature made sure the guys got sleep. She always slept naked because of the. ”“I wouldn’t say that I hated it, babe,” Amanda conceded. “I will admit that we weren’t prepared, but we know better now. Using the beads and your fingers back there stretched me without pain, and rimming definitely relaxed my muscles.” It was endearing how she spoke about anal play in such a clinical tone. “I feel like I have control of my body now.” She looked at me hard. “This time, I’m ready.”I could still discern a considerable amount of trepidation beneath her solemn exterior, and. A bucket truck was out on the street, valiantly fighting the wind to put up illuminated snowflakes on the streetlight poles. Katherine grimaced, realizing now why she was bah humbug about pushing the Christmas season. Wade had died last Christmas season. She wasn’t prepared to relive the pain of that. ‘It’s been a year. Get back out there. Wade would want you to, you know he would.’ The nagging of Margie and Christine came back to her. She knew they were right. They had been right too that Wade.