I knew the place in my head shut itself off entirely. I was soaked in sweat now.“Asshole,” Mary said as she came out of the observation area with ...the other three pregnant girls. “I’m horny, and I can’t reach to get myself off anymore. You aren’t doing it for me. I’m not ready to go into labor. Our baby would be reaching out to try to grab what was poking them. I didn’t say he or she because we all agreed we didn’t want to know. The babies are healthy, and that is good enough for all of us. We. "Holy shit, Dee Dee," said Tiffany. "You certainly didn't cut any corners here, did you?" "Hey, you were the one who wanted me to make sure that she was hung like a fucking horse, you know," said Dee Dee. "I do good work, if I say so myself." "Good fucking grief, Jordan," said Clyda. "Do you realize you've got every bit as much meat between your legs as Tiffany or myself, love?" Jordan stared back at the three amazons with unabashed pride and glee, as she fully realized what she had between. I felt the depression of her anus, and licked it especially slow and firmly. She let out a "wow!" in response to the unexpected thrill. I held tight to her cheeks and began to lick her labia and her clit with the rhythm of he who really enjoys his job and has all night to do it. I lost count around 4, of how many times she orgasm in that position. I had it down to a few simple strokes with my tongue and she would ride the wave as I held her clit under the warmth and pressure of my tongue. Every. This was all fine to me as I knew both the guys she was living with. I’m 3 years older than Twyla - who just finished highschool - and we had dated 2 years by this point. Max and Blake were both chill guys - pals of mine before i met Twyla - and I secretly fancied them both. My fantasy was pretty half baked: we’d get stoned and then i’d suck their cocks. Once i’d finished they’d both dress and we’d go back to getting high. Twyla had no idea of my fantasy with Max and Blake. As I came over.