With my goods and newspaper in hand I walked right by him and never said a word. I think I heard him laugh a little as he faded away but really, did I...care? +++++ I got my stuff down below and into the refrigerator, then hopped into the shower. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d showered, and I thought if I was slipping like this maybe it was time to check-out the local funny-farms. I looked at myself in the mirror, didn’t like what I saw so put on fresh clothes and shaved and generally just. I turned around and leaned back on the sink, the girl scrambling to keep her face in my crotch.“Yes,” I sighed, picking up my coffee as the girl’s tongue industriously slipped across my ballsack. “Yes, I could get used to this.”I enjoyed my coffee and cigarette, watching the girl lick up the slimy residue of her rape, carefully and very thoroughly tonguing me clean.By the time my coffee was empty, I felt like I was as clean as her very nice tongue was going to get me, and my cock was beginning. Der Unterleib des Mannes dr?ckte gegen ihr Gesicht. Die Hiebe auf ihr Geschlecht h?rten auf und sie sp?rte wieder die warme, weiche Zunge in ihrem Schritt. Ganz sanft glitt die Zunge ?ber ihre schmerzende Klitoris und die langen Finger drangen wieder in ihre Vagina ein. Der Mann vergewaltigte ihren Mund mit langen, harten St??en. Immerzu stie? sein Unterleib gegen ihr Gesicht. Die Finger glitten aus ihr heraus und die Zunge verschwand von ihrem Kitzler. Und schon klatschte die Peitsche wieder. Snapping out of it, I took her hand and said, "Don't think so, but I wouldn't know if I had." Which set off more giggles.The band went into a slow dance set then and I took her into my arms. This is the kind of dancing I know about. She moved like a professional dancer, anticipating me perfectly. Slender, but with marvelous breasts, Miriam seemed so light in my arms I almost couldn't tell she was there. If it were not for the girl shape pressed against me, I'd have wondered what I was.