I knew her husband had a small dick. He'd stepped out of the hot-tub once, and he sported an erection that barely made a dent in his bathing suit."Suc...k me," I asked her gently."I don't do that," she answered firmly. I am not a lesbian."Then I will keep the pictures, and send them to your husband's work." Please I've never done that for John or anyone." You will do as I say or the pictures go on the internet."Nancy looked from my panties up to my eyes and then back to wet spot she caused by. She knelt, crossed her breast and shoulders and moved to light a candle. Her lips moved in prayer as the flame touched wick, sparked and crackled. I let myself drift closer until I could hear her whispered plea.As her flame touched each candle, her lips moved. "Gabriel, hear me. Take my prayer."Interesting. A prayer to Gabriel. To the patron saint of messengers.Another candle, another payer. "St. Francis de Sales, hear my prayer. Open my ears, bless my hands."Ah, of course. Her walls were not. She didn’t squirt per se, but she definitely released some nice juice. It was all over my chin as I tried to stay lip locked on her clit. Her hips were moving so much that I had to let go until she settled down. I once again buried my face between her legs and licked up as much of her loving nectar as I could. Gina laid there breathing hard and Becky had no idea of what took place. I raised up moving towards Becky to kiss her. I knew she could smell the sweet juice but when our lips met she. She found her self warming to him very quickly, thinking how strange it was that she had sex with him first and now was getting to know him and like him.Tony was hooked. Tanya was the girl he had been waiting for and he knew he really wanted her, but he tried not to be too overpowering. Fortunately he found it extremely easy to talk to her and they chattered away like long lost friends. Gradually he could sense her reserve and embarrassment fade away as they became quite friendly.By the time.