I knelt down on my knees in front of Ashley's opened and inviting crotch. "Her pussy looks so delicious," I said to Lynne, who nodded in agreement. "I...'m going to taste Ashley's pussy," I said. "And taste that sweet pussy juice."I moved in and ran my tongue all around the right side of Ashley's pussy. While I licked Ashley's pussy, Lynne got on the Futon, and she started kissing Ashley."God! It's been five years since I had a man lick my pussy," said Ashley between Lynne's kisses. I ran my. He is clearly a man that gives the orders.“Nerves have nothing to do with it,” Sam snaps back. “Now sit the fuck down or I’ll help you find your ass.”The man grunts and reaches for her. He never has a chance. The moment he reaches out, Sam in on the move grabbing his hand and twisting it into a wrist lock. She carries the momentum up and around his back, quickly dropping him to his knees.“Now that’s not so hard, is it?” she asks, mocking him.The bar instantly goes silent.Spencer remains. Other times, he made me stay naked and wait for him to use me.Although he usually wanted to be sucked off, he would sometimes have me stroke him off, or just stay in whatever position he wanted me in waiting for him to jack off on me, usually in my face, or he would tell me to open my mouth. Whatever he asked for, I did for him. I had become his personal cocksucker.A couple of times, we went to breakfast at a local restaurant. Before we got there, he would go to the park and we would walk up. Sarah was my best friend and I would miss her. Besides that, I really was going to miss hearing the details of what she was doing. I took the 7 thousand to the bank and paid our mortgage up to date and I bought a used piece of shit car for my new job delivering pizzas. Now I at least had something to do and making a bit more money was nice. What sucked was that I had an MBA and used to be a production manager for one of the largest snowmobile and jet-ski manufacturers in the world to now be.