After our smiles and introductions at the local airport we were soon on the seventy five mile journey to the hotel; which was twenty or so mile from t...e pop festival site. “Hope you don’t mind the old van Melody; I want to recreate the old hippy love in atmosphere of the festivals of old; my two saloons are in the garage for their warranty service”. “Not at all; I think it is so quaint; I just love it”. I had hoped she was not too bright for obvious reasons; but Melody surpassed all my. I asked to wait but she did not heed to it asking to kill her fully and then do others later. I licked her nipples and took her boob into my mouth chewing, biting, fondling with my tongue. But she was aroused and fired with words of lust blasting me saying “bastard bang me and kill to enter the heaven of lustful love” and clasped my neck tightly and started the roller coaster round. She bit her teeth and kept on saying fuck… fuck… fuck… harder… deeper…. Bang baby…. Bang da…. Do not lose this. I imagine you fucking me so hard that my feet come up off the floor.” “Do you come when you’re thinking about that?” he said. “Yes,” she said. “Usually I come two or three times. I come thinking about you fucking me hard and telling me that if I don’t come, you’re going to stop fucking me and just jerk off on my face. That you won’t let me eat it.” “Do you ever imagine that happening,” he said, running his hand through her hair. “No,” she said. “I always come. And you always finish in my mouth.. But a womans desire to suckle isnever spoken about. I guess it may be tied up with fear of becoming a lesbian. We have to sublimate that desire with thoughts of sucking a mans dick andreceiving our milk from his penis. Well, I wanted my milk. I sucked hard nownot thinking about anyone looking at us. I pulled off, panting and staring upat coach and the others. They all had this look on their faces. they knewexactlywhat they were doing to me, and I loved it.Coach announced it was time to.