Chapter 43

Celeste was in heaven. She had done it. Frank was ensconced in her ass, and if he had gotten in her, she could try a fire hydrant next if she was horny enough. The meal in front of her could not have been sweeter.

She wanted to pop that cherry with all her heart. Her tongue had played with that piece of flesh, time after time and all it would take was aquick push, with one of her fingers, and it would be a thing of the past. She knew Frank would kill her if she did that, and she did not wish to provoke him, because of where he was now.

Antonia was doing a fabulous job with Celeste's pussy. She was playing with her clit, as she had shown her, and her tongue was working overtime in her tunnel. She was sure Antonia's face had her juices all over it, because she was leaking like a faucet. Antonia had come twice. Once accidentally, when Celeste screamed into her cunt and the other when she had her so riled up, she bit her clit and shoved her finger up her rectum.