“Oh Cole. I love you, baby. I don’t know how you did that to me. I just loved it.”“You told me what to do, Ginny. I never would have known. I ...oved that I could do something to make you so happy.”“Do something else to make me happy,” she said. “Get that cowboy dressed and put him in me. Make love to me some more, honey. Tell me how I can make you happy.”By nine o’clock, we were both pretty damned happy—and hungry. We drove in to the Sonic on Grand in town. We ate, but we did as much feeding. “Lick my cunt!” I instructed, thrusting myself onto him so that he had no choice. After a brief hesitation, Giles rose to the challenge. His tongue explored my slit, found the entrance to my vagina and penetrated as far inside as it could. After a minute or two I allowed him to breath. As he did so, I used the first and second fingers of my right hand to pull back my clitoris hood. Giles was now staring at my exposed clit just inches from him. “Lick there!” I instructed. Giles did as he was. Getting both fingers completely coated, she raised them up to her clit and began to vigorously circle it, the pressure alternating hard and soft as she brought herself nearer and nearer to completion.Flushed now, her body fully aroused, Kirstin reached up with her free hand to pinch her nipple as she rode her other hand hard. Pressing against her circling fingers, she worked herself faster and faster, her body answering the urgency of her fingers. Lost in sensation, she was soon unaware of. "By the way I finally figured out what color of red that is," Jeremy said. "It is the same color red that you find in peppermint sticks at Christmas." Yes, I think it was a custom paint job on the truck. Those seat covers are definitely custom," I said. I was a little surprised how little losing the election bothered me. "I'm going to get in my peppermint colored truck and go to that steak house in the plaza. They have cheese cake there. I'm going to buy a whole one and take it home, then eat.