His patience, though, was praiseworthy. He continued to kiss her left foot, her toes, and her instep, her heel and the sides of her ankle, until he had lavished on it all the reverence that he had earlier bent upon her right. Maryann dropped back down until she was lying upon the warm grass. Her left leg was completely in the hands of her lover, and she now hoped he would spend an infinite amount of time on his slow climb to her cunt. The building tension was a terrific stimulant. She wanted this anticipation to last forever.
Her head rolled sideways, and her eyes rested upon Laura's shape beside her. She too was slumped and open, her shoulders propped against a comfortable pile of sods, but in her case there were two men kneeling before her. Each of the men was feeling one of her great b
