By now she is moaning even louder. I slip my tongue into her wet hole tasting her sweet juice and wondering to myself all the years I’ve wasted not ...xperiencing this pleasure. I start to stick my tongue in and out of her hole faster and faster and then stopping long enough to lick around her clit. I feel her body tighten and suddenly and scream just as she lets all her sweet cum go into my mouth. I am very wet and horny now. Michelle lifts my skirt up and pulls the crotch of my panties aside. ) Dick looked at her, spell-bound, groggily shaking off his post-orgasmic lethargy."Switch with him," I heard Louise gasp."Come over here, Dick, and take over for me. Just keep doing what I'm doing. Press on her G-spot maybe a half a second ahead of her contractions." I withdrew my fingers, grasped his hand, and shoved his fingers up my new wife's cunt. She smiled, and continued to orgasm; she took the difference in pressure and tempo in stride with the ease you'd expect of a Gregorio-trained. “Chris Croft sent a telegram to all the known record shops and radio stations in a three hundred mile radius, asking for early orders. He told me himself, there were over two hundred calls the first day, from the record shops, requesting a hundred each, of all your 45 RPM records as soon as they are cut ... Plus, two hundred each of any 78 RPM albums he stamps for you.“That’s not counting the hundred or so radio stations calling in, wanting all his singles they could get their hands on.”We were. “You were snoring. I went to the flat to sleep, as Karen,” she said with a giggle, “was occupying the comfy sofa.”“I don’t snore!” he snapped.“Next time I’ll record you,” she giggled.“There won’t be a next time,” he replied and stalked off.“He just dump you, Megs?” I asked.“Dunno, we’ll see later. I’m thinking of calling it off anyway,” she said quietly. “I want kids, but I’m not planning on marrying one.”“We’ll be there for you, come what may,” I replied.“I know bro,” she replied with a smile.