And let me tell you, she had a torrid imagination! Many were the nights, and many times per night, that she lit me on fire from my loins to my cerebru...m. When I say we would pretend, that was exactly what we were doing. Never once did we discuss what we were actually doing during these ten and twelve hour marathon phone sessions, and any effort I made to “break down the wall” between the reality of what we were doing and fantasy was quickly side-stepped by her. I’d hint that I was stroking my. “Spread those cheeks, baby. Spread those fucking cheeks. I’m gonna fire this lube into that tight hole. That’s it. Get you nice and ready.”There it was—the sputter of fluid against her bum-flesh as the bottle was compressed.“Oh God, oh God, you’re gonna fuck my ass …”“Goddamn right I am. Now squeeze that oil out. Let me see it.”There it was, the audible spurt of oil from that deep dark place.“That’s it. Now you’re good. Now you’re all set. And I’m damn-well going in.”“Oh God, oh – oh – oh …. "Have everything ready."She hung up and motioned for me to follow. She went to the front door,opened it and stepped out. She stopped and waited for me."I'm not going out there dressed like this," I said.Janice glared at me so I knew she was dead serious. "If you don't getout here this instant, I will break every bone in your body," shehissed.I practically jumped out of the apartment. She led me to the elevator.When it arrived, we stepped in and she pressed the button for 23. Theelevator didn't. “Come on, Marie, you have to pleasure Kelly too – work that tongue of yours in her crack!” And, my God, she certainly did.I couldn’t see much from underneath Marie and Lucy, but I was aware that Katy and Diane had climbed onto the lounger beside us, Kelly in the equivalent position to me and Diane had mounted her 69 and the two of them were licking each other and playing with each other’s’ cunts.Suddenly I heard a loud crack – the sound of someone’s bum being smacked very hard – and judging by.