Although I was still supporting the back of her neck, her head now took on a sort of questing posture, like she was looking for something. I got the d...stinct impression of a prey a****l scenting a predator.I turned a little further, pushing her nose and mouth more firmly into my groin, my balls resting against the side of her chin, the side of my cock against the corner of her mouth, the shaft pressing into the hollow of her cheek. Letting go of her head, I stood perfectly still and waited to. It wasn't, but the first time I did run my tongue there with Marie, it was to chase a sparkling stream of champagne flowing down her back." More on that later, please, but now, back to Carol. Go on. I'm still playing with myself, by the way." Groan."Okay, back to the conversation with Carol... )"It's the best way to enjoy fine wine."Anyway, to get to the stuff you want to hear about. We had some sexy chats, Carol and I. Eventually, she had to make a trip out of town and asked me to join her. I. I'd been there ten minutes and I'd yet to come across ourhostess. Then I spied her off in the corner. She was talking with Sarah.Sarah--- that brought back fond memories. What really made my stomach lurch was Billy standing next to her withhis arm wrapped around her possessively. I'd envisioned this before inmy mind in some kind of freakish fantasy. Before I even realized what Iwas doing, I found myself running towards Sam. He was standing therewith a half pound burger in his hand chatting. But before she had a chance to wonder where the heck they suddenly were, she saw them. Them! A small band of aboriginal warriors, with war paint, weapons, and cold, cruel grimmaces on their faces. They stalked through the prairie grasses, not a stones throw from where the children lay in hiding."They're looking for him," Todd whispered, his sound drowned out beneath the wind in the tall grasses."Who?" Maggie asked.Todd turned the book toward her, showing her the cover, and tapped it.