Lauren's face moved against Keri's crotch. Her fingers held the exquisite opening wide as her tongue pushed far out and lapped upward along the fuck e...trance. Keri's juices tingled on her tongue, her first-ever taste of female fuck-honey. She buried her face in the lush warm hole, sucking and wriggling her tongue from side to side. She searched for Keri's clit, up near where her lips joined at the top. It wasn't difficult to find, hard and erect as it was. She touched it, only briefly, and Keri. `If he kills him, you're dead meat, Kid,' said Max."Master, Master," I cried. I didn't have to fake my tears. "I hurt, Master.Please hold me, master."My cry brought Anthony out of his killing mood. He turned, stared at me, atthe bloody form of Kelsey on the floor, then threw the whip down. He gentlypicked me up and carried me into the bathroom. His touch brought a scream ofagony. I was that badly cut up."That bastard," muttered Anthony angrily. He stood me in the shower, turnedit on and I. Dropped them off and drove back home wondering what was going to happen to my wife if anything.Well it was getting late, girls still didn’t return and I could imagine Lynda copping a good fucking while Nicolette was avoiding passes as happened a number of times when single according to some of Nicolette’s account during our bedtime talk. It was past 1:00 am when I went to bed wondering what was happening and unable to sleep too well from anxiety and excitement, was sure the girls. “Period,” I said. “You’re...”“Omigod ... you’re right. I’m PMSing.”“You’re a little more sensitive,” I said. “I am, too. Your dad knows...”“But ... I’m okay here, right?”“Not gonna abandon my daughter. I already said that,” I giggled.So Friday after school, I picked up Deena and her friend Emily. Since I was only two years ahead of them, leaving behind me the same school they were currently attending, we talked about some of the teachers and the facilities and such. We went to our house, waited.