The bed sheets, pillows and blankets are in a tangled mess on the floor. The silk scarves that I used to bind your ankles and wrists are either torn o... lost to the messy floor. My torn panties flew across the room and are nowhere to be seen. I’m not really worried about finding them. To some degree it was all part of my plan. My plan to tease you until you had the overwhelming urge to take me however you wanted me. My plan worked perfectly. ***************** Part 1 The plan is really. “Why don’t you sit down with me, and you can tell me your story, hmm?”Trish looked at me, looked at the lounge, looked at Anita. Anita nodded ever so slightly, and looked toward me with gratitude and peace in her eyes. That seemed to be the reassurance that Trish needed, so she slowly made her way to the couch and sat next to me. Her hands were in her lap, and she sat rigidly on the edge of the couch.I held out my hands to her, and said “May I?”. She looked at my hands, and after a few moments. But as her mom liked it, she reached her hand down to her daughter's head, and ran her fingers through her hair. This sent a cue to my wife, and she continued to lick. I took this opportunity to get behind my wife and lick her sweet ass and pussy. The sight of my wife licking her mom was too much for me, and I had to fuck her. I knelt behind her and forced myself all the way in with one stroke. She let out a yelp as I did this, and momentarily stopped licking her mom. But her mom quickly. ..you?" he grunted. And I could see just how much effort it was taking him to get those few words out. He was too deep into his own bliss. I shrieked and gripped him tighter to me. With a final, hard-thrust, he buried himself inside of me. He produced a sound from deep inside of him (near his loins, might I add) that sounded like a primitive growl. We both shuddered as he came inside of me. Spurt after spurt of the warm liquid filling me up real good. I gave one last thrust down before I.