It seemed to worm into her, gnawing away at her flesh until she was just a bloated skin around infinite emptiness. She seemed to pass out again.The ne...t surfacing emotion she became aware of felt like guilt, but not the guilt she'd been familiar with her whole life. It was a new guilt, heaped on top of what had been already there — always there — the everyday guilt of her numerous failings. How she'd failed the expectations of her parents; the irrational guilt she felt for the death of her. I moaned and began to buck my hips, fucking her mouth in unison. I felt my orgasm approaching, and, I pulled out, and flipped her over into my position. I was now on the floor, staring up into Becky's eyes. Her lips were cherry-red. I began to remove the tiny pink bikini panties that matched her babydoll. I kissed the inside of her thighs, and instantly licked every single inch of her creamy skin I saw. I removed her panties, and threw them over with my pants. I didn't intend to give them. And she again sucked him dry, sucking him until he was again hard, then turning him onto his back and mounting him, his cock again piercing her pussy as she rode him, her breasts heaving, nipples hard.And that was how the rest of that night went as Karen continuously sucked Neal hard, having him fuck her all night long, and then just before dawn having him fuck her in the ass, something she had never done before. And that was just the beginning. Ever since then and to this day Karen had. So he told me he had dreamed about being a man’s woman since in his late teens and early 20’s. This was a Friday night and none of us had to work the next day so, he said why not I tell you what I want to do. I would like to be your woman, for one night, and do what a female would do for a male, and my wife wants to sort of watch, is that ok. OK with me and OK with her. We decided to take each other’s clothes off, he took me off and I took his off and we took his wife’s clothes off.We agreed he.