"Yeah, go enjoy."As they left, Sandy held the "snake" at arm length, as if it were a living creature. Nancy refilled her glass with gin and tonic and ...swirled the ice cubes around so they bumped together and made the glass tinkle. She stared into space, deep in thought.In Jan's bedroom, the two horny women shed their bikinis and unwrapped the plastic serpent. It wiggled freely from side to side when held by its center portion. "It's kinda cute," said Sandy."Charming. Maybe if we had a flute we. After all, this was my own little daughter I was thinking about, and whatever she might mean to me, one thing was certain, she wasn't any sex object.I let the palm of my hand rest on her knee and my fingers teased the inside of her thigh, just above her knee, softly. A little later, when I glanced at her, I saw that she had her eyes closed and her breathing seemed to be deep and heavy. I suddenly realized that she had fallen asleep! This wasn't any good news. She's almost impossible to wake up. I want something to remember this day by. You know how to use a movie camera?"I guess he did. I didn't hear any instructions. A minute later I heard Tyrrell say, "Okay, Amber. Let's introduce you to your first black cock."I heard movement and the sound of Tyrrell undressing. A moment later he said, "On your knees, bitch. That's a good girl. Now kiss it."Oh yeah! That's good. Use your tongue."It was several minutes before I heard Tyrrell sit down and say, "Okay, Amber. I hear you learned to suck. King’s cock straightened down his thigh. His boxers tightened. He shifted in his seat for the best view, running a finger along the length of the snake that was uncoiling within his pant leg. The dark shape worked at the former president’s dick, clumsily shifting between slow sucking and rapid head bobbing. An amateur, King thought. A newbie. He heard her breath coming more frantically between motions – gasps of ‘huhh, huhh, huhh’ like a person drowning. King smirked. He knew that she wanted it.