Inside, the drinks flowed, music played, and we hit the dance floor. I was re-living my youth again as I strutted about in my little black dress, bump...ng and grinding to the R&B tunes that bellowed out over the DJ box. As much as I had put it down to a moment of madness, I still couldn't get Ebony out of my mind, and I got the feeling that she couldn't either, as I felt her eyes look me up and down almost undressing me in her mind.The night progressed well a little too well for some, as Harry. But more important that you meet with them?”Jos started, but said nothing.“You are Josiah. The Great Serpent has breathed on you. You will do something.”Jos was sipping a billie of tea when a ute pulled up. An older man wearing a booka got out from the passenger side. He walked towards the fire as the ute drove off. [A booka is a kangaroo-skin ceremonial cloak.]“I greet you, ancient one.”“I welcome you, Boobook of the Mirima.” He turned to Jos, “The boobook is noted for protecting his. There must be some seriously lucky lad in Doncaster who was recipient of her practise sessions. She couldn't get much more than the head in her mouth, but what she could do with her lips and tongue was mind-blowing, with little licks and kisses from the head to the base, even taking my balls into her mouth and sucking on them one at a time.Then came the real scene stealer when she popped a finger in my butt as she sucked hard on my head. I just couldn't hold on any longer and shot a massive. There was something arousing, for this particular girl, of course, in feeling the interaction between the silky soft fabric of the underwear or panties and her sensitive, dense with nervous tissue genital area. Only when the forefinger reached the anterior commisure of her outer lips that, due to the arousal, were parted a little and formed a little hollow leading exactly to the clitoral hood, where confined within its ultra sensitive flesh a small, pea sized organ responsible for sending the.