I smiled around her folds, and snaked my tongue into her slit. She shuddered, and did the same. I traced her inner-folds with my tongue, taking care t... lick those small creases and pleats, leaving no surface untouched. She followed my lead, though not exactly. Her tongue was exploratory, her movements were curious, and she tested herself with me, listening for my tutoring cues. I was overly-receptive, moaning loudly when she was doing well, always feeding her the necessary positive. "Oh No...Oh god...Oh god!" And he kept teasing her saying he'd keep it up till she begged for it up the ass. 20. 21. Eventually, almost u*********s with exhaustion, Mel mumbled....yes..yes..please fuck my ass... He whooped with triumph saying "louder slut louder" until she yelled out " YES..YES...I WANT YOU TO SHOVE YOUR HUGE COCK UP MY ASS!" He made me lie on the bed so Mel could drain the contents of her cunt into my mouth. He changed the guy lying on the bed again, who was all fucked out. The thought that prevailed was, "she is mine."I pushed forward, feeling the tip of my cock struggling to make its way through, as she wasn't completely wet yet. The sensation was amazing to me, as it made her narrow, young entrance feel even tighter… But Ava groaned. Loudly. "Huuuurgh!" Sweetheart..." I let out in a worried tone, and I stopped.Almost instantly, Ava cried, "D-Don't stop… Please..." The aggressive, domineering, almost sadistic part of me roared loudly inside my brain, that part. Her silly heart had raced when Angique allowed her to lick her to orgasm — a cloud of arousal had taken her breath away.Yes, Alicia knew she was crazy, but oddly enough the notion calmed her. There was no rage, no panic, nothing — just the certainty that there were no alternatives; she was where she belonged. She'd been punished, as she deserved. All responsibility had been taken away from her — for once there was no guilt, no shame. And, most elating of all, Angique had taken her back.She had.