" He squeezed each one, hard, and then pressed them down over her nipples and at the same time released his grip on the cylinders.Margie screamed out ...n shock and pain. To her it felt like there was a huge mouth on each breast sucking imaginably hard. Hard enough to leave deep, dark bruises. She was reduced to begging her husband to take them off, but Vince let his hand drop over her clit and began rubbing her there and she went berserk."Oh, yes! That's it! That's it!" she screamed and then. It seemed to be getting larger and larger, until it reached halfway down his thigh.“Oh my goodness, Mobu, what is this you are poking against me?” she whispered. “Am I the cause of this protuberance? Surely it cannot be genuine?”“Yes you are the cause, and yes it is genuine, my dear Giselle,” replied Mobu. “This is the African Power you spoke of. But surely your husband showed you something similar?”Giselle laughed sarcastically. “My husband, pah! He cannot show anything even slightly. Your fingers continued to fill my pussy. I begged for release, and again you smiled. Again, you moved lower. Your tongue found my swollen clit and lips. You slowly licked me, tasting all my juices. Your teeth nipped my clit, and I moaned loudly. I begged you to fuck me, and you chuckled to yourself, telling me I needed to learn patience. Then, your tongue moved inside me, stretching deep. As I became lost in the feeling, I felt your finger, wet with my juices, pressing against my rosebud. I. A fear crept up in me that I had crossed an unforgivable line.But then something shifted. Her eyes softened, but her grip tightened around my cock. I watched her body lower as she took my shorts down, allowing my dick to spring free. She then stood up and moved forward, pressing her body against mine. I could feel her heat and my cock pressed against her stomach. She gently lifted my shirt off me, so I would be as naked she was.Sarah looked over her shoulder at my two friends and made a silent.