“That was great,” she offered breathlessly. “You OK?”“Yeah,” I offered, “Satiated and sore as you I suspect.”We hugged and slowly ros... to our feet, then turned to enter a now empty apartment. The TV continued its monotone babbling in the background and the cat stood by its plate meowing hungrily. The place was a mess, but could wait until after we savored some wine. I threw the soiled sheet behind the couch and plopped down allowing my robe to open haphazardly. Cindy dropped a can of tuna. I turned to fully look at him and I rested my hand on his chest, sitting very close to him. I noticed a large bulge in his pants. H e must have saw me looking at it because he took my hand had moved it there. I have to admit that was moving things very fast, but I couldnt have fucking cared less. It extended a good length down his thigh. It must have been big, and I could feel it was thick. Go ahead, feel it, He said. I rubbed it a bit more. All of a sudden he started to unzip his jeans and. ' You grunt as he abruptly withdraws his finger. Your thighs are running with your juices. John glares at you. 'I had to... you moan I couldn't help it..' His face is a mask.'To the chair!' he rasps. Sighing you move to the armchair in the middle of the room. You kneel in front of it, rest your hands on the seat and lean forward over it. 'Get your bottom higher' .... John snaps. You move your knees back, arching your back so that your bottom sticks out. 'Please, darling,' you say. I've...'. .. and nibble. Her experiments were always done in her mother's presence."I wonder what this one tastes like," and before her mom could react she had the few pieces in her mouth and performed her very own taste test. Some were good, some were not bad, and some were horrible ... but she always tasted it before she subjected Big Al to the trials and tribulations that accompanied 'odd' dog food ... the runs, small vomit piles and the like.The smell of the meaty tube wasn't terrible, it smelled.