” Andrea poked her tongue inside Valerie, and Valerie could feel her against her slippery walls, lapping like she was the greatest delicacy. Stripi...ng her omega’s back and rear and feeing her wetness had brought her to the brink quickly, she could feel that she was getting close. But there was one more thing she wanted to do. Valerie leant forward, telling Andrea to keep going when she paused. She turned the whip around so the thick, smooth wooden handle was pointed straight at her little wet. I could blame it on losing my boyfriend of 15 years. He fell from a scalpel 50 feet in the air a month ago. Yes, I was depressed about his death but we had had a very active and fulfilling sex life and I have to admit up front that I was missing that too.Three days ago, I came home from work early feeling drained. I stripped to my panties and laid chest down across my bed to take a short nap. Like in a dream, I heard the entrance door open and heard the footsteps ascending the 21 stairs to my. I also can’t believe how big my clit has become looking more like a small dick than my own clit. John pushes his mouth flush to my pussy and I feel relieved he didn’t waste time teasing me with his tongue. I am so beyond that. I lean back and let him eat my pussy like it’s his last meal. His sucking is delicate and firm at the same time. His tongue is exploring each part of my pussy. John kisses and licks in all the right places. We watch each other intently until I can’t keep my eyes open. His. Oona and Parni, the two women with the sharpest eyesight, were sharing the binoculars and reporting what they were seeing.“Four people are coming here,” announced Parni, “three women and one man. The boathouse looks deserted.”“Maybe these four are all that’s there,” suggested Sachi. “Did you see how excited that first woman got when she saw us? How they all were?”“Almost as excited as we were,” replied Carla dryly.“My point, Carla, is that if there were more people on that island, I think they.