Joe placed his hand back between her soaked thighs cupping her pussy getting more of her juices on his fingers. Breaking contact from her pussy he bro...ght his wet fingers to her lips. “Now, slave, what do you taste?” He asked as he placed the wet fingers on her lips. Joy quickly sucked his finger deep in her mouth thinking it was the same taste as before. This time it wasn’t the same, this time it had a sweet less salty taste. Hesitating just a second she answered, “You, Sir.” “Nope not. ”“And you’re sure you want to put me on the stand?”“Megan is. She thinks you’ll engage the jury with your ability to put things in terms they can understand and your ‘disarming personality’. She actually called it your ‘vibe’ and I’m old enough to know what that USED to mean. I guess it means more or less the same thing these days.”I HIGHLY doubted that he knew how Megan meant it. She and I had flirted lightly for the past four years, and she had on several occasions admitted that my vibe had. I loved her tongue while kissing man she was amazing, about me I am 5’10 fail complexion with a dick size of 6 inches and a girth of about 2.5 inches enough to satisfy any girl.Coming back to story, ashu and I were friend from a long time and our friendship turned into relationship when she found out that her then bf was cheating on her. This story is about 4 years ago we both were 20 then. It had been a while together but we had not made much progress just a little bit of kissing and clothed. Virginia Shields, Olsen’s Creek.’ Carson’s eyes after reading that plea had fixed on the name Virginia. His thoughts jumped to that famous letter and answer published in the New York Sun in 1897 in which it was stated, ‘Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus’. He’d last read that article many years ago when studying journalism. Carson pulled out his keyboard and wrote quickly, almost without pause: Yes Virginia you are right to have concerns about the affects of demons, Dark Forces and pagan.