I untied Emily’s thong bottom and tossed it aside as she followed suit. I inhaled her musky scent as I gently teased the soft skin between her pussy...and thigh with my tongue. Emily licked all around my snatch, collecting some of my love juice on her finger tip and applied it softly to my asshole. I grabbed her as cheeks and spread them wide given me a beautiful view and maximum access to her love points. I dove in and made a long swipe with my tongue starting at her swollen clit and ending at. He rubbed his eyes, to convince himself he wasn’t dreaming. “Hey Donatello, what the fuck?!”, he screamed at the turtle boys disappearing at the end of the street. Then he shrugged and turned back to the house. “I’ve been drinking too long”, he thought, “Better have me some coffee to bring me back to my senses.”He had just poured his coffee when he heard another disturbance outside. He listened closely and it sounded like a big quarrel. Now that always gets his attention so he stood up to look. I know no face so gracious as mine. No shape so true, no truth of such account. And for myself my own worth is defined. For my beauty in all other worth’s surmounted. The glass shows me myself indeed, gloriously fair surpassing all known or seen. My own self-loving is an iniquity. It is thee, I that I praise. Painting my desire with the beauty of my days’ Lydia directed every attention, every thought and every word of the sonnet she knew by rote. As she had so many times before Lydia stared. .. JOANAnd Just to Clear the AirI Ask Forgiveness ForThe Things I have DoneYou Blame Me For.JENNBut Then I Guess, We KnowThere’s Blame to ShareBOTHAnd None of It SeemsTo Matter Anymore!JENNLike A Comet Pulled FromOrbit As It Passes A Sun... JOANLike A Ship Blown From ItsMooring By A Wind Off The SeaJENNLike A Stream That Meets A BoulderJOANLike A Sea Drop By A BirdJENNHalfway Through The WoodJOANIn The WoodBOTHWho Can Say If I have BeenChanged for The Better?I Do Believe I Have BeenChanged For.