I-”“I think you loved that donkey more than me” laughed Mary, “get on with the story, you’d make a useless storyteller” Which they both kn...w wasn’t true, he could weave in details that the listeners found they remembered days later. He could have done it for a living, but he preferred wood to stories.“Yes, well, the donkey didn’t answer back” he laughed “Mary, as I say, was on the donkey. I was leading him. We’d walked for 3 days to get there. That last day was the longest. We’d avoided the. It was giving a buzzing sound but still my senses did not want to make any mistake. I slowly switched ON the light. I saw a very lovely girl there. She was beautiful. She was sleeping facing other side and her ass was facing my side. I got very excited and a current ran into my body. I suddenly bolted the door swiftly and switched off the lights..I slowly moved towards bed and when I reached bed. I shifted downwards till my face reached her ass crack. I slowly started to touch her ass so that I. And so it was that frustration was slowly replaced with open and honest communication about what it was about her ass that loved so much, why it was that I fantasized about licking it night and day, until suddenly I realized that little by little she was giving me more tongue time, followed closely by giving me more opportunities to lick her ass, until finally these last few months she started to tease me with her ass after hearing from me over and over how my ultimate sexual fantasy was to. A quick wipe down in the kitchen was all I managed before Lynn came in, she looked fit and alert, but very angry, her eyes darted around the kitchen, over me, I could see she noted the damp hair and change of clothes. "Debbie was here," she said flatly, it was not a question."And you have been at Rob's" I retorted, determined not to be forced on the defensive.Lynn found the can and made a point of emptying it and throwing it. "Debbie does not come here again, ever! And we never go to their.