“Ohhhh! Hmmmmm! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”“Yeahhhhhhhhhhh! Lick my pussy, Miss Moore!”Vikki was a woman used to this kind of action, but a woman like ...olly, it was actually the first time she engaged into sex with a lady like hers, a bombshell from top to bottom, someone who knew exactly what to do and how to do the whole sex. Not that her past lovers didn’t, but none was a showgirl that used her sexuality as a trick to make her art stun the audience. And Mrs. Belle loved people who did that.“You eat. I don't think any of the other men saw you asanything except a desirable woman. Now let's have a drink, and then wecan go home. I have an itch that needs scratched, and you'll be doingthat scratching for me."For the next year and a half we played this same game. Stephanie tookadvantage of the situation she had me in to provide her amusement andentertainment. She became increasingly more cleaver in finding ways toembarrass and expose me. She continued to document my torment bytaking pictures. "While we're being graphic, may I ask you a very personal question?" I just had your cock in my mouth. Is it more personal than that?"I took it that her answer was yes, I could ask a personal question. "Why did you want me to fuck you in the ass?"She pulled away. "Can we discuss that some other time?"I told her that I respected her privacy, and would wait for her to bring it up again. As I drove home that night, it was me who was jealous. Why was she involved with Gary? It was obvious that she. SAP. It somehow captured your impatient nature perfectly.We did go down to the beach, and I slipped off my flip-flops so that I could feel the sand between my toes. Not wearing them, also helped me to keep up with you as you quickly strode along in front me like Batman on a mission. You found a cove for us. In you crawled and I followed. It smelt of seashells.She sells seashells on the seashore.I recall I thought that at the time. Maybe my brain was always in need of a proper rewiring,.