Since we are each married to other people, our chances to make these things come true only come around so often. We love to take advantage of them whe...n we can. The more we discussed what happened and what we liked and wanted more of, it became clear that Ellie desperately wanted to explore being with another woman. While the experience in Vegas was rather short overall, it was enough to ignite a fire that needed to be flamed. Wanting to help her with this fantasy, I spent the next couple months. It was a blazing 105 degrees outside as we climbed into Cody’s car. I had packed my skimpy summer attire and some fishing gear. The drive was long and uncomfortable, but alas we finally arrived at Lake Oroville. As we pulled up to the docks and climbed out, we were promptly greeted by my sister’s friends. We gathered our belongings from the trunk and headed down to the docks. We arrived at the houseboat, which was basically a two-story mobile home on water. As we loaded up, Cody made the. It was sloppy, not locking the door behind him. Sloppiness wasn’t allowed. It could get him killed. Worse, it could get him caught. She wasn’t his first, he had practiced his trade, honed it to a fine edge that was just as sharp as the knife. He had gotten good at picking and choosing among the ranks of the sacrificial. He knew the ones that wouldn’t be missed quickly, the ones that were the easiest to pluck out of the horde and make his own. It was easy. A gentle smile. A questioning look. A. Licking tongue fucking her as her mouth surrounded my clitlet and she started licking and sucking it. I drove my tongue in her as far as I could pulling her flow out and filling my mouth and smearing it on my face. My fingers found her waiting gaped hole with my tongue. Licking finger fucking her sloshing sounds filled the room as she pressed her tongue deep inside my clitley slit. Pulling my head back, replacing my mouth with my fist. Pushing it in with ease my hand then wrist then forearm.