Taking her time, studying the glimmer of the moon on my engorged flange, she leaned in and offered a tentative lick at the translucent drop perched on...its top. The drop stuck, held onto her tongue, stretched with her as she leaned back and connecting her to me by a thin salty string. Her hands moved up, gently cupped my sack, squeezed gently, watching my reaction intently, drawing response, willing me to admit the glorious torture, willing me to succumb, to submit, to enjoy. I gasped at her. " Kelley said its okay for Megan to sleep with you? I don't believe it!" Marcie exclaimed."She did. She told Megan that the reason she trusts me is that I trust her. Besides, she feels badly for the way she treated me last weekend."We were half way to Pontiac. I realized I'd monopolized the conversation with mytroubles. I looked her way. My best friend had become a cute, intelligent, happy young woman. She was watching me, showing curious concern. "I don't believe you for a second, Oldham. I. As I kneel in front of her I get my first good look at her pussy the last time it was dark and my eyes were not working that great she has the biggest darkest lips so I took my fingers spread them started to lick up and down her slit as I got to her clit I noticed that it was much larger then Lynn's It was hard just like a tiny dick so I flicked my tongue over it she just about jumped off the lounger I said you must really like that she says very much as I sucked and licked she started to push. The job was almost hers, one more hurdle, whatever it was.The door creaked open, "Follow us, and do what we do", Jeanie whispered, as the door opened to expose what was beyond. The walls were of gray stone, and from the temperature, and acoustics, it was not a facade. The only lights were actual, honest to god flaming torches. There was one every few feet along all the walls. Overhead there was a large wooden chandelier with 200 candles, all burning bright. The effect was like something out of.