. just good old fashioned tea ... brewed in a pot and served hot! Lovely, he thought!“Ummm ... well ... I guess it’s no big deal after all. I have...’t thought about it much since that mum and her kids passed us in the carpark building and everyone down the street here seems to be pretty accepting off this new trend. I think I did see one other nude couple crossing the street way down the end there a while ago but no one else apart from us and our reflections in the windows. What about you? Are. I was surprised by her bright coppery flavor and a scent that reminded me of the pool. I liked it enough to lick deeper. The intimacy of the act made my stomach tighten, but I didn’t expect her immediate response.“Oh God!”She jerked and I had a mouthful of her vee. Rather than recoil, I embraced the opportunity to send her to orbit and began licking whatever I could reach. The diagrams in health class came to mind as I found her thin inner labia and the opening to her vagina pulsing under my. I checked my legs and pussy for smoothness, making sure no errant hairs were present, and rubbed them and my tits with lotion so the skin gleamed. Over it all I took a loose white button down dress shirt, rolled the sleeves up and left the top three buttons open, just enough to hint at my cleavage. So clad for my mission, I made my way downstairs. Greg was watching TV in the living room, and I waltzed in, only glancing at him briefly, and settled down on the opposing couch. “Still mad at me?”. I decided I’d let the issue drop until we got a chance to speak again. That is, if she wasn’t pissed out of her skull yet. As the night progressed, I thought less and less of that little moment with Amy and drank more and more as my friends tried to turn me into the alcoholic monster they believed they needed to create. I was given everything from coffee, caramel and chocolate liquor shots to liquid cocaine and a particularly potent drink known locally as a ‘Sowetan Toilet’ (Those of you who’ve.