Or perhaps it was because Eben always liked to be the first to sample the goods.Without telling Lanii, Razai had been scouting out the place in variou... disguises after she’d realized that Eben was the stupidest of the gang leaders threatening the divers. She’d mostly done it out of habit. She certainly wasn’t getting paid for the extra work, but she couldn’t help herself—she was good at what she did, and she hated to leave a job half done.At the Senshall girl’s urging, the constabulary had. I reached over to put my seat back up after we had reclined it for sex earlier. Unknowingly I had placed my bottom right in James’ face and suddenly his tongue was licking up and down my arse crack and darting in and out of my pussy hole. I nearly toppled over as he took me by surprise and at how sensitive my pussy was. I struggled to balance with one knee on the middle arm rest and the other resting by the gear stick. He was moving his head down between my legs, lapping up my flowing juices. It’s not like I had much to compare it too. Her closeness felt, good. Warm. Different from sex, it wasn’t quite as good, but it certainly was something. A thought crossed my mind, I spoke before filtering it.“Why did you start, you know, doing this?” Shit, was I being to blunt? Much to my relief she giggled before explaining.“I love It. Most people assume that I got into this line of work because of some past abuse or something like that, but no. I honestly just love it. I take pride in it. The. Time passed as horse and rider moved slowly closer. Finally he was able to clearly see more than just a roof. It was a house, single and lonely, but still a house all alone just like him in the wasteland. Smoke curled from the chimney and he knew it meant life, people. Water was what he most craved, then food, but first water to slake his killing thirst. He smiled, his parched lips cracking. He tasted his own blood as he looked down at the water filled trough his horse had stopped at, it's nose.