Khrys was super excited about the trip. I had spent a lot of time in San Francisco during my career. We talked about a number of places that I espec...ally liked. I was amused when Khrys brought out her iPad and started making notes telling me she was going to discuss these suggestions with her friends. Before I knew it the time was about 7:30 and I had not even broached the subject I was most curious about. “Khrys, I wanted to find out from you what your thoughts were about this past Saturday. There were a million thoughts going through my head, but the ones most clear were of comparisons with her daughter, my ex-wife of twelve years. As I felt her begin to rock against my tongue I knew she was getting to the point of no return. I ran my tongue upwards towards her pretty, tight, ass. As my tongue made contact with her rim she jumped and moaned, “Oh god, John!”She moaned and I reassured her it would be ok. "Relax and trust me," I said.In my head I was saying to myself, “Your daughter. As soon as Bandy pulled out with a heavy wash of sperm and fuck juice, which was a new and completely different sort of aching pleasure, Bush had mounted me, finding my stretched and well lubricated cunt easily. And after he'd added his copious load of dog semen to Bandy's, it was another relaxing wait before Barley finally took his long awaited turn."Un-fucking-believable..." the man had said while he watched the dogs taking me. He actually said that quite a lot, like he really couldn't. “I can do it. What are you thinking?”“You take the knife and stick it in the lock. Gravity will do the work, that will let Abella in. She can trash whatever jumps her there. Once that room is cleared out, we make a run for it down the hall. Just leave the knife there, I don’t want to stumble and fall on it while running.” He moved toward one of the long supports from the bed. He sliced it down until it was roughly the size of a baseball bat. “We just need to slide through the hole before we get.