Good… use tiny circles… now the other way… fuuuuuck… yesss.”My tongue swirled around and round polishing her treasure causing Helen to throw... her head back in ecstasy. Her hands were now clenching my hair, pulling my face hard against her.“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She panted in short bursts. “Fuck me with your fingers!”My index and middle fingers slid easily into her soaked opening, her tight walls dilating to accommodate them, almost pulling me in. I’m not sure what I expected it to feel like, but. " Oh, do I get to help them achieve those?" Miki asked me."No, we'll tie you up facing a corner. You won't even be able to put a finger on your clit. Lenore and Ashley will be moaning and screaming as you sit staring at a wall wishing you could join in," I said teasing her."Aww," Miki said. "I'm sorry, but we don't get much time together. Especially just the two of us." Sorry," I said. "I always worried about that. I do try to spend time with you."Miki giggled through the open door. I was. "I've never doubted that," I replied, and in all sincerity, I'd never considered Mara wanting to fuck other men (and especially black African men) as a sign that she didn't love me. I understood very well that I had neither the big cock, nor did I have that special coloring that Mara was so intrigued by. So, to just be Mara's husband was quite enough to be thrilled over. Besides, and though it might have seemed at odds with the way most husbands thought, I preferred masturbation to intercourse.. "So...umm...I told Trissa what we've been doing." YOU WHAT?!"Janey shied back. "She's my best friend...she promised not to tell. And...umm...she wants in." Wants...in...?" Mike's head felt like it was spinning.Janey reached for his belt. "Yeah, she's not making enough babysitting, and since we're 'breaking even' with the sixty-nines, you have extra money, right? You can get it up a couple times a night instead of just once?" She had fished his cock out of his underwear by this point, and had.