She added with a bit of a snicker, “Enjoy yourself.” To which Susan replied, “Oh believe me, I am and I will.” This made both women chuckle in...a very dirty and lascivious way. I loved it!While I was stroking her cunt with my tongue, and she was bantering with the receptionist, I decided to pull my cock out of my pants and stroke it a few times while I enjoyed the task at hand. Evidently, the zipper made more noise than I realized as the next thing I knew, Susan was rolling herself out from. I,d taken her to the First Aid Room where I knew we,d unlikely be bothered as I had the only other key for the lock being site supervisor. Jo had kindly let me remove her uniform to admire her beautiful big black boobies and very hairy snatch plus curvy bottoms before she took her time getting me naked so by that time my circumsised prick was as hard as it could be with dribbles of precum which she happily wiped away with delicate long fingers. She next went down on me showing me she was an. “Sudden death,” I said. “And if the Pens lose, that’s not far off reality.”“There you go being all negative again,” Mario said.“Always with the negative waves Moriarty, always with the negative waves!,” I chuckled.“You’re obviously quoting something,” Ned said.“A World War II Drama/Comedy called Kelly’s Heroes. It has Clint Eastwood, Donald Sutherland, Telly Savalas, Carroll O’Connor, Don Rickles, and Gavin McLeod. I highly recommend it.”“What’s the premise?”“A platoon discovers a huge stash of. For us it is a potent symbol. A symbol of life and regeneration. In the eastern countryside the barren nature of the land means there are few snakes. They tattoo their women this way to summon their spirit. These are their traditional designs."I looked more closely at the swirling patterns that curled around Cora's body. There were indeed stylised snakes, intricately wound about each other like the patterns on some Saxon illuminated manuscript. Forked tongues twined around each of her cheeks..