I can't tell them apart again and I don't rightly care a dayam. I have one of them rolling my nipple around with his tongue, fingers stroking through my hair, his thumb pressing tight up under my chin keeping my head locked back, and the other one is rolling my lurve button around with his tongue, stroking a soft touch up and down the inside of my thighs. JAYSUS! It's so dark I can hardly see a thang, but it doesn't rightly matter either. What I do know is they both have glowing eyes and long teeth like them boys in the progrim on HBO. Instantly the room spins in another wild gyration, leaving me lying heavy over a man, his strong hands supporting my face when he thrusts his tongue across mine, kissing me something fierce, when I feel the one behind me slowly slide inside. My heart's tryin' ta escape my chest it's pounding so crazy, and this feels so good I think I musta hit my head changin' that tire on the side of the road.
