She seemed destined to suffer in silence. Nancy's one activity in which she found comfort was listening to music. She particularly liked the album 'Ju...t Jimmy Reed', which her cousin had bought her on a trip to Chicago. She would listen to side one over and over, basking in the primal rhythms and sexual motifs while getting lost in the sound of Jimmy's deep, rich voice. One night, while lying on the bed naked, she began to cuddle up with her favorite blanket. It was a quilt her aunt made for. She was languishing in a bath full of tongues. The two men slowly made their way down to her breasts licking, kissing and gently nibbling her. She loved the milky-white “gooey” feeling of two mouths at her tits; especially one on each nipple. She felt awesomely powerless as they turned her over and made their wet lapping way down to her arse. All she could do was surrender to the two wet tongue tips moving up and down her arse crack. One of them kept circling her anus while the other lapped at. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she’d be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the pool when he got home. He’d say hi, dive in and swim a few laps, then go into the house and up to his room. He’d often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.Over the first several weeks Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he’d go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and. First with one finger, then with two and then with three. As I finger her I lay her on top of the bed and take her thong off completely and spread her legs as wide as they can go. I kneel between her legs and start flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. I encircle her clit with my tongue as I finger fuck her slowly hitting her g-spot every time my fingers go inside her.“Oooohhhhh…..fuck yes! Don’t stop!! I’m Coming!”, she yells to meAnd a few more flicks of the tongue and she cum all over.