The grasshopper thinks the ant is a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away.Come winter, the ant is warm and well fed.The grasshopper has...no food or shelter, so he dies out in the cold.MORAL OF THE OLD STORY:Be responsible for yourself!MODERN VERSION :The ant works hard in the withering heat and the rain all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter.The grasshopper thinks the ant is a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away.Come winter, the. The smartly dressed steward motioned for him to step inside.Dan’s brow furrowed as he peered into the dark room. “Are you sure she’s here?”“Come in, young man” a female voice called from inside. They were sultry tones spoken in a haughty British accent.Dan stepped inside and the concierge took his leave. The pneumatic device pressed the heavy door closed and re-established its air-tight seal as he walked down the short hallway to where the room opened up.Once through the foyer, Dan was in a. “It’s always polite to clean up a patient after treatment.” I went to wipe the cum from my face, but Miranda stopped me. “Always take care of the patient’s needs before your own—besides, Jim likes to see his cum on your face, I bet.” “I sure do,” he said. “You’re a beautiful and sexy girl. That felt wonderful!” I realized he was still holding my breasts, but I didn’t mind. I wiped the cum from his chin and his chest, but I hesitated before I cleaned up his penis. “Are you still too sensitive?”. Jake gently kissed around my bare pussy until I finally felt his tongue begin to part my pussy lips apart. Jake was using long gentle strokes with his tongue and hit my clitoris with each stroke he made. He knew exactly what he was doing as he kept my legs pinned back against my tits. Jake began licking me harder and started to pull on my pussy lips with his moth making my hips rotate into the mattress. Jake reached around and grabbed hold of my tits giving them a squeeze as he forced his arms.