“You’re seeing that Jerry guy right?” “John,” She corrected me, “been like 6 months now!” She told me; the boring descriptions of her ot...er half shrinking my cock back to size as I rolled onto my stomach. As conversation died down I heard Holly falling asleep, looking over I saw the slender small of her back arched. I could smell her sex, she must be a bit wet from whatever dream she was having and it was turning me on, I ran my hand down her back, rubbing it gently before she stirred suddenly,. She realy cant wait to escape the big city and the civilisation and decided to head directly to the country side. but too bad, the could not get the car startet at the first 5 tries. too sad that it was so late at night and there was no service-man avaiable and it was one hour after the last bus to town so she had to went on feet and hoped that she will find a motel for the nightafter a few kilometers she has real pain in her feet and decided to take the next motel. to bad it wasnt the best, it. I did as I was told, remaining in the bathroom to finish preparing for theparty we had planned for your closest clients and a few friends. Each movementreminded me of my gifts and I couldn't keep from smiling. Suddenly, I realizedyou had intended for me to keep them in place the entire evening even as Ientertained our guests. The tingling in my body flared to life and I gaspedat the implications of our little secret and the effect it would have on methroughout the night. Gaping, I stared into. It was a vicious cycle.”“It certainly sounds vicious!” replied Lemon Jizzwhistle.“Speaking of vicious cycles, sometimes, mat yeast from the anus can re-infect the vagina, seeping along the “sweat track” between the two orifices.” Remarked Liz Erd. “A garlic suppository in the corn hole can prevent this from occurring, so that’s what I did. I’ve spent the last 3 months walking through life with a clove of garlic up my snatch AND a clove of garlic up my bunger.” “Praise Jesus!” Remarked Lemon.