Rebecca -the owner of the shoe store- had explained that she preferred tohave only beautiful women as her clientele, adding with a smile that it helpe...to keep her staff happy, which in turn made for a better service. Katrina nodded, pretending to understand, flattered that she seemed to havepassed this part of the test at least. 'Yes, only beautiful women,' Rebecca smiled at her, lightly touching hercheek. 'And necessarily wealthy, of course, though the fact that you couldlearn of my store. Knees in the air... she reaches her fingers into her cunt and searches for a glob of his jizz to put in her mouth. She takes what she can find and wipes it onto her tongue. In Jodi's case.. and she does it every time... she smiles and let's you see just how much she found and shows you her tongue. As though it were the finest caviar she revels in swallowing it. Her eyes glow with how much she loves that texture and taste.But it's not over yet. Now she thinks of her husband... me. She. Other than living too long, his life had been wonderful as he thought back upon it. Only two wars, hunting that had fed himself and his family, with almost no periods of want. His two children, had each had four children, all of whom had lived to adulthood, and now had children themselves. His village had prospered, making more than they used, and had set up good trade throughout the valley.It was that second night as he slept in his furs that the dreams came to him, peopled with family and. I’ve always preferred leaving most of my body hair natural, pussy and pits, no exception. My simple brown hair grew thick down below carpeting my pussy, down my inner thighs, with a treasure trail leading a dense north path to my belly button, and Tim seemed to love the contrasting vaginas. His mouth treated my enormous clit like a small cock, deeply sucking me, licking the stickiness from my barroom orgasm, just a few minutes earlier. Lapping me, fucking me with his tongue, slurping and.