"Get the scent."Cindy didn't have to lean close. She could smell the horse- cock already, and the smell repulsed her. Strangely though, instead of pul...ing away in disgust, she found herself leaning closer, sniffing harder. Foul as it was, there was an attraction in that bestial scent."That's it, honey crotch, just take your time and look it over. Get a good whiff of it."Shawn rimmed his stepsister's tasty asshole, licked out her seething cunt, sucked on her wiggling little clit--all the while. She was surprised herself, not having really noticed, but admitted things with her man were good, and that she was in no hurry to do anything about it.I was less enthusiastic than I might ordinarily have been, because I had other things to worry about. I'd met a man as well. Kevin was about my age. Smart, funny, and charming. We shared a class. Then a meal. From there it was a short jump to flirting in his car. It felt funny to me. It was as though I'd been doing this for years, even though I'd. Swallow it! In one gulp the huge load disappeared down her throat.Her body tingled with excitement and pleasure, her pussy was almost dripping it was so wet. As the cock disappeared back through the hole she turned around, remembering that someone had gone into the other booth next to her. A floppy cock was already hanging through the hole. She wrapped her fingers around it and stuffed it straight into her mouth, sucking it as deep as she could. She didn't even need her devilish side to coax. Monday the seven of us - Cindy, Mark, Jenny, Jason and Lorrie, Marcy and I - were going to do the eighth at Rochester. We had a 10 AM meeting with Captain Peters, the chief of police for Rochester and the Mayor from City Hall, along with the head of roads and the sanitation department.I was determined - one way or the other - to end the complaints about the security fence separating the college from the low rent development next door. The complaints were coming from every direction; from both.