Lisa gave me an incredulous look and then stared at me for several long seconds. Then hesitantly Lisa said Once I reconciled it was not really rape a...d there was no way out of the situation especially with you knocked out and Havoc with a vise grip locked around my hips that I could not break free of and greatly outweighing me, I decided to not fight a situation I could not get out of or control, and accept it and just imagine it was you fucking me from behind. But&hellip,the part imagining. I tied them up in the basement, removed their clothes except their panties and went upstairs to wank.Then I ate a Cliff bar and played Runescape. until I heard the girls. They ahd realized what was going on and started shrieking. Luckily the basebent walls were several feet thick and I had soundproofed the room.I ran down stairs. I decided to gag them. So I rubbed their panties until they were nice and wet, them removed them and used them as gags. And I switched them, so each girl had the. She licks every side of my cock, covering it in spit, then swirls her tongue around the tip just before setting her lips on top of my knob. This is definitely the girl I remember. Connie starts sucking on my tip, applying deep suction until my tip slips past her lips. Her lips now firmly sealed around my mushrooms, she starts wrapping her tongue around it, slurping and stroking just like I remember her doing all of those years ago. Connie’s other hand is firmly rubbing my balls as she keeps. "When Marsha kissed her mother, it was perfunctory, at first. But when she felt her mother's lost soul plead with her own, she knew it was right to make love to her, a daughter's lasting gift.When lips pressed hotly, there was no denying that it was good for both women. When it progressed further, Marsha got an education in clitoral stimulation, and mama gave as good as she got!For her mama's last six months, lesbian love was all she had left, and ofcourse all Marsha experienced.Maybe it was.