As she moved past the place where she had killed the pheasant, she was again startled by a dozen or more of the big birds suddenly taking flight. Afte... their initial ruckus of beating wings and squawking, they landed only a couple of hundred feet to the right of her planned path.There were places where the grass, weeds and brambles were so intense that she was forced to alter her course. Other areas were almost bare of anything but grass. After a time, she realized that she was moving through. " They don't," she answered shortly. Then she said, "I'm certain I will get no respect, either. If I tell my story, they'll just howl with laughter ... the bitches! For example, taking you in my mouth. Now when a prossie takes a john in her mouth, after an hour of so of working on the guy's tiny thing, he might cum a thimbleful or two."But you? Hah! You cum in quarts! How will I ever get them to believe that it runs down my face because I just can't hold any more fluid! If it were plain water,. I felt her hands in my hair, stroking and caressing as my lips met hers, relishing the sweltering stickiness. My tongue circled, finding her hood, teasing out her bud, flicking, then gently sucking.Rachel gasped, her grip tightened on my hair, pulling, as her breathing intensified into short, gasping pants; I could feel her orgasm approaching. Yes, she’d been ready for a while, waiting for me, impatient for my tongue. I grinned inwardly. I loved Rachel’s cunt with a passion it was difficult to. He rolls off and drifts off to sleep again. I am bleeding again from my pussy, but it isn't too bad. I lie back and think. The thought of Simon reaming Crystal's ass gets me jealous for a moment, but it passes. I dwell on yesterday's events again. I must tell Simon soon. If I tell him, I can choose the moment; if I don't he will ask me, at the most inappropriate time. Finally, as the sun rises, I think of Yukiko. I jump off the bed, I want to run down to the basement to see how she is doing,.