To eat her. I wanted to devour her. I wanted feast on her. Just make her cum on my face. I would love her so much.“Now lie down on the bed,” Clint...ordered as he approached, his right hand lightly stroking his cock.She obeyed with a sensuous grace, stretching out her naked body on the bed. The springs creaked as she adjusted herself, her black hair spread out across the bed. She ran her hands up her body to her breasts, squeezing them, jiggling them.Offering them to Clint.Clint stroked his hand. People felt that they could do, say, or be anything they wanted. Every belief that had been held dear by the multitudes had been challenged in the previous decade and the world had collectively rocked back on its heels, trying desperately to catch its balance. Now it had and what's more, had begun to run forward. Stephan loved every minute of it.At the moment, he was trolling a bar. This was the third place he and Phineus had tried that night and they had been looking for two weeks. Stephan's. ..” Irina’s grip on his hand was tightening as she spoke, and by proxy he was squeezing her breast hard enough to cause a little moan of pain. It put an end to the vehemence of what had been turning into a rant. “Sorry, I shouldn’t get so worked up about this. It’s not my life to live. From a purely selfish standpoint, I should hope they stay together lest I lose her as a friend. You told me you’d have to move away, right?”“I don’t see how we could stay. I couldn’t...”“You don’t need to. Blueberry something-or-other. Nice, but I was preoccupied. Then coffee, and chat. I was overwhelmed, frankly. Sally had an opinion on anything that came up, but was never so fixed in her stand that she wouldn't listen. She was interested in everything, to say nothing of vibrant and vivacious. Those two words belong together, right?So anyway, that got the big tick, at least from me. It was all feeling good, but I wondered how the flipside looked. After all, I got to spend the evening with a.