Now Uncle Russ, that was another matter, you never could tell if he was going to show up for dinner or not. Probably out hunting snatch, his most favo...ite occupation.At the thought of Wendy his cock began to jump and strain at his pants... Christ! that girl really turned him on. He didn't mean to walk out on her this afternoon, perhaps he had just expected too much of her, after all she was only thirteen. Jesus though, how much did she think a guy could take, she was so voluptuous and inviting,. He begged me to turn around. My nipples were hard because the room was cool; but I was also very excited and feeling a bit wet.Then Stuart ordered me to take off my tight skirt. So I unzipped and let it drop. I stood there in thigh highs and a tiny black thong.I walked around his desk and stood in front of him. He reached out and ran his hand up my thigh and gave me a smack in the buttocks.Then he slowly lowered my tiny thong, telling me to turn around. Stuart then pulled the thong to my ankles. John collapsed as Ling and Kelly slowly moved off him.Ling lay one her back with her legs spread wide. Kelly moved between her legs and started to eat the cum out of Ling’s cunt. Ling was moaning and was soon moving toward another orgasm. Kelly really started to work over Ling’s cunt with her tongue, fucking her passage with fast staccato beats. John watched as Ling came again, intimidated by her stamina and desire.Finally, Kelly moved off Ling and took a deep breath to recover from her. The stars no longer project my future, my destiny has not been written. So I walk, my sword across my back, from town to town in search of answers, the end or the beginning.’ He paused in thought as he lit a cigarette, a new problem at hand. With empty buildings and empty streets to the left, and to the right or up the dilapidated building to shelter he pondered. He drew a deep breath, drawing the sweet intoxicating smoke into his lungs. It filled him with a rush of satisfaction, calming his.