"If you think you are going to cum you will ask for permission. If you it pleases me, I will give you permission. Do you understand, slut?" Mmhmmm..."... Daphne nodded and I couldn't really blame her for not answering better, since I was shoving three fingers in her mouth now. Her tongue was going wild on my fingers and I was worried I might not be able to control myself. I pulled my fingers out of her hot mouth and opened the pint of ice cream.I threw the lid over to the table and dug a small. Suddenly Marie stopped sucking me and pulled Lorraine on top of her. She removed my wife’s clothes and flopped her on her back. Marie waved her beautiful ass at me while she played with Lorraine’s twat. I got the message and slipped my dick into her dripping pussy. It fit like a hot velvet glove. Lorraine moved her head from side to side in an orgasmic build-up.I quickened my pace and snaked my hand over Marie’s belly to rub her clit between my fingers. With my other hand I cupped one of her. I did not wantto lose this girl so if the basis of our relationship was sound I had areason to continue it. I also remembered how she had come to me one day intears and our sexual activities had started that day. So now I knew thathypnotherapy had nothing to do with that. Things were looking up. "Francine," I said, "I think I've worked through enough stuff to believethat you loved me before you started all the business with the triggerword, and, God knows, I love you, so can we say that we will. My boo was his usual confident, friendly self. I made small talk with Rabia and Salwa, then wished them goodbye before we parted ways. Steve and I caught the escalator leading up to the food court and Salwa and Rabia headed toward the postal office. Steve and I went to Manchu Wok and he ordered a plate of rice with potatoes, orange chicken and salty pork. Even though I consider myself super liberal, I’m still a Muslim woman. No pork for me. I ordered rice and potatoes, with chicken wings and a.