Do a good job and I may let you get a taste". I had new even considered eating ass but the hormones in me were raging and I dove right in rubbing my e...ntire face all over her warm silky butt. She reached back after a minute or so and pulled her ruffled pink panties down below her ass cheeks exposing me to her luscious bubble shaped bottom. Oh My! "Lick my ass you horny teen slut! All over! Top, bottom, sides. Bite my ass you little bitch!" This was too much. I was not sure if any part of Cliff. That scenario turned us on enough that we re-created it a couple of times. Those other times though I had left the door unlocked, and he joined us by walking in the front door.To mix it up a bit, one night I had her ex (the one I met Miki through) do the same one night in exchange for arranging for me to fuck his wife (a story for another time). He knew what a slut I had turned Miki into and was sniffing around to get some action. Unfortunately it didn't go as well as hoped, as he wasn't used. ”“It was, but you do get used to the horror. So I think Mildred did her best to boost him up so he could find himself again, and in the process she lost herself in him.”“He must have been like a bird with a broken wing to her,” Mary mused.I wondered at that too, with this beautiful woman clinging to my arm. Was I a broken-winged bird to her?“Remember, Mary, that Mildred already loved us both almost equally. We’d all been close ever since we learned how to walk and talk. I loved them both, also. Marcia double-checked the paper with the name on the door and stepped in. The waiting room was small, with only a couple chairs and a coffee table. Back issues of National Geographic and Women’s Day were scattered across the table. A small window rested in the wall directly across from the door and Marcia walked up to it. There didn’t appear to be anybody there. She looked around the counter and saw one of those annoying silver bells sitting there. She gave it a hesitant tap and waited. Almost.