She asked if she could suck me and I said sure. I asked if I could eat her pussy and she said sure too. I knew there would be a scent there that som... guys didn't like. I, on the other hand, loved the smell the taste and feel of it. I loved having her juices all over my face. I didn't wash my face when we were done and went back into the party because I didn't realize that it was something that people would notice. I had cuntface and my buddy said, "Hey, you might want to wash her off of. I always like it when he does that. My head fits on his shoulder perfectly. I nestle closer and kiss his neck. "That's good," he says. He's just being nice but in my mind I'm hearing the words of a slave master. The only trouble is I want it to be Joe."You know I only want to please," I say, wishing that he would take me at my (unspoken) words."In which case, I'd better take you to bed," he responds. He pulls off his shirt. I like his body. It's fit; quite muscley. He smells sweet and musky. He. A rather significant bit of I40 got itself closed.That kind of thing happened often in the mountains of North Carolina. They were after all old mountains and susceptible to just shedding boulders like a snake sheds it's skin. The thing that made that slide different from the ones before, the ones that caused the rerouting of traffic, was that there was no where to send the traffic.The mini blizzard had dumped a foot of snow on the winding two lane roads that had once carried the same traffic. That just makes it worse."I took her hands in mine. "I'm sorry. I'll listen quietly."She was quiet for a minute as though marshalling her words. "Although I come from up North, there's more than a hint of Spanish blood in me. Family tradition has it that it was a ship from the Armada... Whatever the origin, I've always been a sensual person. I've always liked sex - even from an early age. That's why Andrew and I got on so well. He was a passionate lover and kept me well satisfied." She sighed..