“God, yes, eat me out, make me cum on your face. Finger- fuck my holes. I fucking love what you do,” Carly screamed as his tongue and fingers work...ed their magic.Five minutes of sucking, licking, and fingering, had the desired effect and Carly's first orgasm ripped through her writhing body.Gerry knew that Carly would be ready for a good fucking immediately after being sucked off, and would last that much longer on her second one. A few seconds later found him kneeling between her open legs. I raised my eyebrow, questioningly. “Well, he showed me some from the night we went out to dinner,” she finally admitted.“What did you think of it?” I asked warily.She looked down at her food and casually, too casually I thought, answered, “It was interesting, but movies aren’t my thing.” She took a bite of food, still not looking up.“And yet, here you are a porn star.” I said a little too sarcastically.She gave me a sharp glance. I could tell that I’d pissed her off, but right then I didn’t. As it finally moved past thetaper, and his asshole closed around the base Riley's arms collapsed tohis side, his ass feeling impossibly full. He tried to stand up and thepressure from the plug sent a short stream of cum into his panties. Hedropped back to his hands and knees and crawled into the living room,still panting from the exertion of the intruder in his ass.As he crawled into the living he heard the jingle of keys outside thedoor, using the table as a support he pulled himself to his. I dumped every bit of food in the kitchen into a burlap sack and put it near the back door. We were all done at virtually the same moment. We’d practiced often enough and the drills were paying big dividends now.After dousing the lights in our tiny living room and kitchen, I slipped out the back door and stood to one side of the doorway with gun in hand, listening to the night. I could hear yelling and screaming in the distance, but nothing nearby—not yet, anyway. I hissed to get my daughters’.