‘Get your slutty tongue on my ass and clean the cum off my asshole. I can feel it running down.’ Disgusted and retching from the strong smell, bu... afraid to refuse, he started to lick the coach’s ass crack. ‘Deeper asslicker. Get in there and tongue my asshole,’ ordered the coach. Brian wiped the flat of his still cum covered tongue, up and down the coach’s hairy ass, running it over his sticky asshole on each long swipe. It tasted bitter and smelled worse. Still he did it over and over. In other cases, it was less understood or did not fit what the reader wanted to read. I understand that everyone has their own view of life. We are all allowed and should be supported for those different views. I try to go through life not thinking like others. I feel that when you ‘group think’, you sometimes miss something big. I wanted to write a flash story. Obviously, there are a number of individuals that feel cheated in stories like this. There are calls for significant character. As they sat drinking and watching TV Mary felt herself starting to get comfortable. As she poured herself and Ann a drink she asked, is your offer of a massage still good. Taking a big gulp of her drink Ann said sure. Reaching her hand out, she took Mary's hand and lead her to the bedroom. As Mary sat down on the bed, Ann opened a drawer in the bedside table. Looking over her shoulder Ann asked would you like me to use some oil. The tequila taking effect Mary said sure. As Ann took the lid off. She was wearing a nice pair of sweat pants that perfectly accentuated her curvy ass and a zip up matching top which revealed some lovely cleavage. As she was working in the kitchen I started to make some drinks for everyone, you could tell that all of us were much more relaxed after our showers and I thought some stiff drinks could help even more. I think we each had a few cocktails before dinner was ready. At dinner we opened some wine, talked about how great it was to be away from home for.