..and her hips started jumping around. I grabbed on to her cute little ass cheeks as I helped her to a great orgasm. As she started to calm down she l...ightly tried to push my head away but I started to lick very lightly. I could tell she was really sensitive and now she was just drifting down. I kept it up for a minute or two more and she looked exhausted...but very content. As she was climaxing so hard, I sneeked a peek at Steve and he looked surprised at how hard she had gotten off. I started. Since I liked bleu cheese and Connie preferred French it would cover all the bases.Once that was done all I would have to do the rest of the day would be to tend to the dough and turn the steaks once in a while. I already had a good red wine picked out and chilling, along with some Asti for after dinner and celebration (I hoped).Dinner itself would be a snap. All I'd have to do would be to steam some broccoli, whip up some Hollandaise, start the charcoal, and remember to put the potatoes in the. It wasn’t even hard to direct it at Allison. It felt like the tendril was already attracted to her and it slipped right over easily. The tip of it deftly touched the center of her chest and seemed to attach itself. Instantly, my hunger howled within me as it made a concerted effort to burst from the mental vial which contained it. I could tell I was hardening within my shorts and Allison began to look similarly aroused.“Oh my,” Allison said. Her cheeks had already taken on a rosy glow and we. She was unbelievably dizzy. She put out her hand. There must have been an earthquake. The floor was moving. She laid there, wondering if it was safe to get up. Her hand dropped and she felt something wet. IT WAS HER!!! Did she pee on herself? WHY was she so WET? There were THREE faces above her, now. She slowly got her eyes focused. One face was Carol, another face was Mary, and the other face was...Dave? He was at work. She held up her hand, again. "Someone help me up, please. My legs won't.