.. shove your cock into my juicy wet slit," but I tried to ignore her, continuing to ready her for an aggressive entry, my cock throbbing at her exhor...tations. I surrounded her wet clit with my lips, and slowly bathed her excited button with a flattened tongue. She moved her hands from her legs until she rested them softly on the back of by head, running her fingers softly through my hair, and pulling me tenderly to her soaked arousal. I moved from her throbbing clit, giving it one final lash of. "He turned to look at me. "I'm afraid to ask what happened." It's scary for me, too."He took a deep breath. "So tell me." I was hurting inside. I felt foolish for believing you both wanted the same things I did out of our relationship. What was really foolish was assuming you did without actually talking to you both about it. When I went to the bar I had no idea Lydia was even there. I ordered a Cape Cod and was planning on drinking the pain away for a while. We had just been talking about her. Smith to Hannah. Hannah opened the stocks and told Mrs. Smith to raise. Mrs. Smith put her head in the hole in the middle and her hands in the holes on the side. The stocks were quite low, forcing Mrs. Smith to bend over and expose her ass and pussy. She had to arch her back to stand, which made her body look amazing. Hannah, closed the stocks and closed the padlock, making it impossible for Mrs. Smith to get out. Hannah was standing behind Mrs. Smith, running her fingers softly over her back.. It was quite deep but dry, thank God, or the foundations would have probably rotted away during all that time. I saw several good candidates for locations to mount a light fixture. A good coat of white paint would do the place no end of good as well. Ah well, more notes for the contractor.It was a huge room with short walls breaking it up here and there, for bearing the load of the building above I surmised. I used the maze technique, keeping my left hand in contact with the wall as I explored..