Oh God, please...lick me!” she whimpered. “Where? Tell me where,” he urged. “Oh Fuck! Eat my pussy, Chet! Lick my clit. Suck my hole. Anything... just put out the fire,” Alyce groaned. With her permission given, Chet dived into her pink slit. Spreading her lips open wide, he thrust his tongue deep into her pussy hole. Alyce dug her heels into the carpet, thrusting her hips up into his face. He wrapped his arms around her hips, securing her pelvic area to his face. Slurping and licking, he ate her. Most of it was of no interest to me at all. And she had apparently gone to an ordinary newsagent so it was generally very tame material. Until this moment it had never occurred to me what a very personal act the selection of pornography is, you do not want anyone else to do it for you. 2. The idea of my very respectable wife’s marching up to the counter of a street corner newsagent and spending fifty quid on girly books was too gruesome to contemplate. 3. I had just had very satisfying sex.. Shaking her head, the researcher went and grabbed the mouse she had been just scanned and then autopsied. After a brief once over, she figured she had checked it enough and hucked it into a trash can. Who needs procedure anyway.The beaker still bubbled, uncleaned, but she was tired after her twenty hour foray into madness. With a sigh, the chemist decided no one would notice if she just stored the rest for the evening as well, so she took the beaker, bottled it up, and placed it in her personal. A couple of blocks walking later, I found myself looking at a what Ithink was once a sorority house. My captor had me kneel down while sheknocked on the door in some kind of code, and soon another woman hadopened the door and I was ushered in.There seemed to be about fiveteen to twenty women inside, of varyingages from children to grandmothers. One of the "grandmothers" came up tome, and asked for my name."Dorothy."She raised an eyebrow, and then said to the others, "All right. Sandra,Jessica,.