." she used 2 fingers to expose what I now know was her clit.. "...suck it hard. Flick it with your tounge.." All of a sudden a strange feeling took o...er me I became voracious with an AWESOME hunger! I pressed my face into her, h**d, I licked her from the top of her wet slit to her puckered rosebud. I wiggled my face side to side, I felt possessed by a demon! I was addicted to this dusky wet thing hidden between a woman's legs.. This thirst would haunt me throughout my life! I suddenly became. “And now we’re headed home to change clothes and then we’re going over to Laurie Teffeteller’s house for a pool party,” Jenny added.“Oh, really. Well, be sure to tell Laurie I said hi,” I told them.“Why are you calling us now, Michael? Are you okay?” Jenny asked.“I’m good. I’ve got a friend connected and he was wondering how far away I could communicate, and I thought I’d show him. His name is Mr. Beauchamp. Captain Tab, these are my cousins and sweethearts, Julie and Jenny,”After Julie and. He ran his finger up and down Susan's groove, and he spread his fingers so that he could clamp open both of the flesh hillocks. When he had a good view of her anus, he applied one digit to it. He goosed her hard and fast. "Oooh, God," she moaned, "that's a real skier for you. Wow!" He twirled his finger in her asshole tube, waited for her to say that she'd had enough. But to his surprise and delight, she never stopped him. He crammed his finger all the way up her ass hole and she just kept. I stood there watching as dozens of men with dark skin exited the craft. As they walked past me I snapped a few pictures. They all seemed to be speaking different languages.I spoke to a few of them who walked past, "How long was the trip?" "Are you glad to be here?" general questions like that.They were not very impressed by my presence and gave me vague simple answers, but most of them seemed to understand English.Other brown men who had not been on the boat showed up to greet them. They.