He then falls to his knees and grabs one of my thighs and tosses it over his shoulder. His tongue begins to assault my pussy concentrating on my clit....God this man knows how to use his tongue, I think to myself. A finger slides deep inside me as he continues the constant attention to my clit with his tongue. My hands go the the back of his head to steady myself. Another finger gets buried in my wet snatch. His other hands slides behind me, to my ass and a finger gently massages my tight pink. So did I! I was a little sore in the butt the next day but it was a good kind of sore as it made me think of the sex that caused it and it was impossible to keep that telltale smile off my face at work Shalanda knows something is going on but shes such a good friend shes letting me go until I'm ready to spill the beans I mean I sure can't tell her the truth that some strange black man that I have never seen comes into my bedroom and fucks the shit out of me at night she'd think I was crazy if. It felt searingly hot as my fingers closed around it, but the surge of triumph I felt as I tugged on it overcame any the pain. I pulled as hard as I could, but the chain was stronger than it looked, and refused to break. Lisa eyed me curiously as I struggled, then stood up, and kneeled down between my legs. "I told you it was too late," she said, then she buried her face between my legs. I cried out as her lips made contact, flooding my senses with sexual pleasure. I kept feeling strange. They had all told her that they felt as if Dave and Carol were part of their families, too. They had met them on a couple of occasions when they came to see Sharon and Mary.Billy and Willy had done pretty much the same routine as Sharon and Mary. They had already stocked the pantry at the farm, so meals, even for an extended stay wouldn't be a problem. Both guys were better than average cooks, and they had plenty of things to choose from. They loaded what they didn't already have, plus several.