I whimpered as his finger made its way to my clit, and he let out a breath as he kissed me. "Holy shit, you're wet," he whispered and I felt myself dr...ipping from desire. He chuckled and turned my face towards me to meet my eyes. "Tell me, baby. Do you want me to eat you out or fuck you first?" And I was completely new to being asked in the moment, and I felt myself getting flustered. "I'm not going to do anything unless you tell me." He was grinning.The best I could muster was a whisper, "Fuck. Paul thought he’d bridged some sexual boundary that Carol just couldn’t abide. But that clashed with her previous welcoming of his anal advances, so he discarded it. What then? He asked himself, and came up empty, at first. Then he detected a somewhat familiar odor but couldn’t place it. The odor grew stronger, Paul’s nostrils flared and he thought he recognized it– it was blood, and that could only mean…. From behind the door, Carol called to him. ‘Paul? I’m so sorry … I didn’t know … my. I give you a pet on the head, and say "it was a nice try, my faggot, but you will get it with some practice"Maxie weren't that pleased about it, so he grabs you and drag you to the toilet by your head. At the toilet he stuff your face to the rime of the toilet bowl, and yells at you to lick it. You hesitate, and he sees it, so he picks you up and spits in your face, slap you, and then spits on the rim, and yells at you to lick it up.This time you do not hesitate a sec, and you stick your tongue. I called her from my cell to see if it would be okay to stop in, to see what I was interupting. Just as I suspected, she said to come on in. Wow, am I glad that I did!A bunch of mom's friends who played pinochle regularly were having lunch and wine after some cards. The cards were done, lunch was done, and wine was well under way. Some of the ladies looked familiar, I knew some names, and was re-introduced to everyone. They were loud and freindly and pretty much feeling no pain.The pack.