He had said to me before, with my mouth stuffed full of his big cock, “You like the taste of my girls pussy!?!” But it was never planned out or di...cussed, at least not by me. He would be out with his girlfriend, they would fuck and then with out cleaning himself off, he would have me come over or meet him somewhere to give him head. I think he got off on the fact that I was tasting his girl’s pussy. To be truthful, I was! The musky smell of her pussy still on his dick, the almost tangy sting on. Just hold still, were going to do this my way. She began to slowly undulate and sway, as we held still. She was moving to maximize the stimulation of her pleasure centers and was obviously very adept. Then she began to talk back. Youre the one who loves this arent you? she asked while riding two cocks. You love that Im a bad girl. Yes yes yes. You like to watch me fuck and suck other guys, you want to see their big cocks in my wet pussy, to watch me suck their dicks. I love it, I love that. Oh yeah, and this weird pervert has a thing for us all being wet and smelling like dead flowers. Back away slowly and don't make him mad. Shoo!"The next day, when I made it back down to the cut off at the river, an extremely slow flow of damp mud had started to creep toward the blasted rock gully from the river embankment. I knew right then that I was running quickly out of time to get the big rock fragments out of the new river bed, and I worked damned hard that day to make progress. That. “Just once Blair. Once, and you can have whatever you want.”Now she did look away.“I haven’t… I’ve never…done that before.”If only she knew.“I’ll make it soft for you. Gentle. You’ll be a goddess in my arms.”“Take me home.” She said suddenly. “I want to go home.”I snapped the necklace’s box shut.“Have it your way.”I would have it mine.***The drive home was quiet. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o’clock. I drove faster and arrived five minutes later in the drive way. Her corvette was parked.