When she first sat down, she had kept her bare legs together. Now she parted them slightly.Bob didn't have Sandy's legs staring him in the face, like ...harlie did, but through the glass table-top he was able to see what Sandy had just done. He still didn't realize however that Charlie and Sandy were playing a game."Hey ... give him a chance," Bob said, thinking his friend needed to be defended, "He was just trying to show some respect." Right," Sandy rebutted playfully, "Like he is now, trying. Although I wasbeing forced to participate, the pictures didn't show that. Theyportrayed me as a heavily made up tart fellating a well built, tattooed,con; there was nothing to indicate that I was anything but a willingparticipant."Take that filth away from me," I whimpered, pushing the phone away."Oh no Michele; you already knew about these pictures. I just wanted toshow you how well they turned out." The real reason I'm here is to show these," he went on, fiddling withthe phone in order to. I'll get us some drinks," said a well dressed man tohis more conservative, quiet wife. Normally she didn't like to go outdrinking, but her husband convinced her to come out tonight."Hey beautiful," said the man to Mystic. "This is the bar where the drinksdo crazy shit, right?" It sure is. What can I do for you?" she asked."My wife hasn't sucked my cock in a long time. Do you have a drink thatmakes her enjoy blowjobs more? I wanna get my dick wet." I think I've got something," said Mystic as she. I will say my pet is fabulous at oral sex and I do get very wet by his actions.“Lick my pussy. Tongue fuck my cunt!”Slave has now parted my pussy lips with his tongue and works his tongue in and out of my wet pussy. It feels so good and I push his head further into my cunt. He's licking and lapping at my juices like a crazed dog. He's slurping and loving my cunt and clitoris. He licks my pussy like an ice cream cone.“Oh fuck. That feels so good. Use your fingers my pet.”Slave slips a few.