..the thought of her finding the sticky mess made it soo exciting! Like I said she was a slob...and I'd often get a show with her wearing something I ...new she hadn't cleaned since I'd used it! mmmmmmmmmmm I still get rock hard thinking about all my dried cum touching her tanned skin...especially touching those special places she'd only let me see through thin layers of material! When she went away to college, she said I could move into her room (which was bigger and had a small bathroom) as. Thecoldness at the back of my throat seemed gone."About fu--" I started to say, but squeaked at the sound of my own voice.I found myself clutching my throat again. "What the fuck?" Somehow, itdidn't sound as forceful as it used to, those words. My voice, itsuddenly sounded....girly. To my ear, anyway. It wasn't properlyfeminine, but nowhere near my usual gruff tones."Cindy, please remember--language. Try and soften your voice a bit whenyou speak. Once we are safe at the clinic, we will begin. I pushed her on to the sofa and asked her if she is ready to get to a different world of sex. And saying that I put my mouth onto her clean shaved pussy (I had asked her to shave it during the phone sex) and stared to focus on licking it real good.She stared to shiver the movement I placed my tongue on her pussy, and she was screaming out in pleasure. Our eyes were in contact all the time I was licking her pussy. She was in heaven and stared to move her body like a snake. I know she was going. "Ignoring the mischievous smile Mother Olive gave him as she slappedanother handful of leafy compound onto the plush womanly thighs on thetable before her Mike did a quick about face and stumbled into thestation of the only man working at The Nova, Blu Balzac."Pardon me!" was the acidy greeting of the exotic looking man ofindeterminate ancestry who Mike was sure had never buttoned up a shirtbeyond the bottom 2 in his life."I'm working here! Yes, yes signing for the boxes, so very.