. Robin seemed eager to taste her, and as she released her bladder muscle, she felt more of her liquid drip down, gasping as Robin closed her mouth ar...und her sex, tonguing her urethra hard as an intense wave of something nasty and warm washed over Cyndi’s body. Such a kinky thing to do... Over and over Bree slid the long black prick in and out of Robin, watching as she began to press back against the prick, her arms still stretched wide, her legs held. Poor Robin was nothing but a bound fuck. They won’t be.”Marcia reluctantly came along with me. We put our things on a chaise beside the pool and then dove in. The water was warmer than the ocean by about five degrees. We swam around for a few minutes and then got out.Elsa came up and put her arms around Marcia. “Welcome to the sisterhood of those of us that love Mark.” She kissed her on the lips, much to Marcia’s surprise. Elsa pulled away and asked her, “Want to play? I’d love to taste you.”Marcia stammered, “I ... I ... I’m not. Meanwhile she opened the zipper of my pants and pulled out my dick. I wasn't hard so she started stroking the head of my dick. My dick got hard as she started moving down on my chest. Finally she had arrived at my dick and she started sucking the head of my cock. It felt so good I felt like I was fainting. My dick went deeper and deeper into her mouth by second. I moaned as she had my eight inch cock all the way down her throat. She was licking my balls with her tongue. I felt like I was on. But on the porch, with a beer in my hand I wasn’t that cool. The argument I use to console myself is that if I cannot be strong enough for myself, how can I be strong enough for someone else? The thought pattern strikes me as something very much like bullshit. It’s in our makeup to preserve ourselves with bullshit, though. I said that my mistake had lain in, ‘trying to effect a change in someone else,’ but that makes it sound like I was trying to break her down and rebuild her in my own image..