Julie had a secret addiction that she kept as a deep secret from everyone. No one could see it or even guess that this very attractive, confident woma... was helpless when it came to her need for rough men and hard brutal sex. To Julie, it wasn't just the hard dirty sex that made her into a true slut, but also her need for the dominance and humiliation that these hard men gave her when she was with them. The crude names they called her and the harsh merciless way they treated her like a piece of. I was staring at her pussy, moving my head so my nose brushed across her clit, which was swollen and popped out of its hood. I kissed her smooth mons, and either side of her vulva, before dragging my tongue up her slippery little crack to her clit."Oh, fuck, Karma, she whispered. I couldn't tell if she was angry or aroused.I licked again, reaching my tongue as far down as it could go, my chin on the dirty bus seat, finding her butt hole and letting my tongue wander around it for a few seconds. Aunty:tuumhara lund bhut bada haiAuncle: tbhi tau 17 aurto ko chod chuka huAunty:jao jao juthey…..Uncle :sach jaan yeh lo number chahe ph krke pooch lo……….Aunty:ok ok sabse favourite kaun thi firUncle: yaar jo sabse favouurite hai woh tau dekhti bhi nhi chut kyaa degi….Aunty: konUncle: isha yaar aur kaun….saali mahroon saree mai bomb lag rhi hai man kr rha tha yhi chod ke maa bnaa du…..Aunty:oh ho tau janaab ko iska pasand hai….woh nhi patne wali…lage rho….Uncle: rehne de….lund ki bhookh sabhi. I waved goodbye to Rick and Judy Armstrong who stood on their long dock to see me off, and motored north which is downstream on the Saint John's River.The days slipped by in a wonderful, lazy, haze. I cruised north until I exited the Saint John's and was traveling on the Intercostal. I slept late if I felt like it, stopped early if I wanted to, pulled up to cities, towns, and other interesting places, but I rarely spent any time with people.Even if I wasn't feeling lonely, I was certainly on a.