If I remembercorrectly her name was Emily, and she was about two years older than me, afact she regularly brought up when we played. On this particula... day shedecided it would be fun to paint my nails, she picked a light pink similarto the color my father was wearing now. When I got home that day with mynails still painted I remember him going into a rage, screaming about howboys don't wear nail polish and stuff like that. When I think about it thatmay have been the first time he hit me. How. “Oh, fuck that feels good,” I managed to tell him.I wriggled and shook as my orgasm went through my entire body. I was shaking my head with the extreme sensations emanating from my clit. I was gasping for breath as my whole body shivered with the amazing sensation of my orgasm. I groaned and forced my bum up to apply as much pressure as possible against his mouth on my cunt. I shook uncontrollably from the effect of the oral application of his lips and tongue on my now almost numb clit. After a. “Girls, play nice or Blossom will be the only one having babies at all, any more, ever!”The three women looked at each other a few times before breaking out laughing.“Yeah, like you could keep your hands off of us if you really wanted to.”Erin giggled after she said it.“Wait a minute; I don’t mind if I have to take up the slack you two leave in bed.”Blossom looked very serious as we all laughed. I got up and went to the bathroom to shower. My three wives got in the shower with me. The idea of. When she looked crestfallen, I also reminded her that I was only a block away and would love to continue to have her company, day and night. That brought the smile back.Having never had her own place, this was a big step forward in her life and she made a point of inviting me to a dinner she would prepare to celebrate the occasion. I told her I would bring the wine, an etiquette custom she wasn’t even familiar with.Not having to pay rent for a couple weeks, she saved up enough to put on a nice.