My tongue examined the inside of her opening, extracting her honey. I shivered at the excitement inside me and could feel my juices extruding from the...r glands. Chantel moved and got up. She took both our hands and the three of us lay on the bed. I resumed my position between Chantel’s thighs and watched as Chantel kissed Emma on the lips. I licked and probed Chantel feeling her react to my touch. Emma stopped kissing, turning around to offer her pussy to Chantel. I then saw her labia, long and. Gran was a firm believer in being covert and stealthy. And she taught me those skills, passed down from generations of my ancestors. There were no angels on her side of the family, though she claimed that my dad seemed to have suppressed the training she provided when she was trying to raise him to be a rascal; though he proved to be something of a rake later on. I inhaled more weed and thought about the wild heritage Granny detailed in our sharing of pot and sex and secrets. For the past. The young woman blanched. She seemed to almost shake and her eyes watered. The cook looked at her and snarled, “Get your ass into the kitchen and make this gentleman the toast he ordered right now.” He reached out and pulled on her arm to get her started. Larry noticed the noise in the small dining area dropped to almost complete silence when the cook spoke. Several of the men and a couple of the women there looked upset, a couple glared at Larry.The cook turned and wandered back into the. Being on the road may have been riskier than hiding namelessly in a city, but I found comfort in the constant movement, running - action being better than inaction when threatened.Clouds gathered in the distance and rolled towards us. As a spring rain shower hit, I finally spoke.“Did your father tell you he was in danger when he visited?”Callie shook her head.“Did he tell you anything? Give you instructions in case something happened?”She shook her head again.“When you were alone with him, what.