That was fine with them; guilt has a way doing that to a girl of any age. The plan was in place. One thing was clear, Kenzie had it in for Jenny as we...l as Laura Ann, after dealing with the bride to be, Elizabeth.All involved had culpability made the special themed ride would go to help boys and girls club get playground equipment. It was meant to be a magical further moment for all those who had dared to be a willing participant in the entering of my anus. “This was heinous!” In Kenzie’s mind. When we exhausted our first round, and were sitting down, I asked her how she was.I remember exactly what she said. "I have been up higher and down lower in the last week then I have ever been in my life. And right now, I am actually on a high."She also kidded me about my shock at all the nudity. "See anything you like? Candy for instance?"I never lied to my wife. "Sure. She looks nice. But you look better". And she did. She was alive and in my arms.We talked a lot. And she filled me in on some. Then she looked at Granniebelle in horror as my seatmate repeated, "Tuck?" "Oh, shit shit shit, I'm sorry Tuck, er, Tuckerlie" followed as she realized that I was supposed to be Valerie, and she slapped her hand over her mouth, staring at me wild-eyed."Tu tu tu tuckerlie?" I stuttered quietly as I looked at the expressions of Susan's and Granniebelle's faces. Then the absurdity of the whole situation crashed my emotional CPU, and I started to laugh and cough at the same time. I almost. She looks up at me, as if to ask what is wrong. I now have a hunger of my own that wont be denied. Lowering my head I kiss her stomach, and then down to her smoothly shaved pussy. I blow a soft warm stream of air lightly over her pussy lips, watching as they moisten. Slowly stretching my tongue out I lick her entire slit, bottom to top, and find it wet and inviting. Licking in slow strokes I alternate between her clit and her now gushing hole. I become lost in her sweet taste, her intoxicating.