She noted with great relief that it was no longer as swollen as yesterday, and the purple discoloration had left. Looking closely, all she saw now wer... two breaks in the skin, which were almost invisible, and a deep red area surrounding them. A hickey. Red flushed her face as she remembered her father mentioning to the doctor about sucking the venom from her wound. The image of her daddy lying with his head between her legs, sucking at a spot so close to her vagina, suffused Lisa with heated. "Thanks, but that's my husband's job" she replied, looking right at me."But I don't feel like getting up, besides I'd have to get the cream all over my hands. After all, Greg's hands already have the stuff on them" I replied, smiling straight at her."Your loss" was all she said as she rolled over and smiled her acceptance at Greg.He didn't waste any time and was soon applying the sunscreen to all her uncovered skin, being very careful to ensure that her nipples didn't get burnt. At first. Heather, jerked and her ass tightened as she pulledit back inside. Sue led her over to a side room and closedthe door. Lifting Heather’s dress, she produced anotherfat, short dildo and a waist chain and as Heather opened herlegs, slid it into her very wet cunt and attached the waistchain, pulling a third chain down through and attaching itto the asshole finger ring and the pussy dildo. Loweringher dress, she instructed Heather to walk around the room.As she did, the swing of her hips. She chose to meet him in a very public bar. It was a gay bar in fact, and it was on the evening of the citywide famous drag show. Queens weren’t the only people in attendance, butches, studs, lipsticks, straights, bisexuals and everyone in between showed up to revel in the god damned decadence and defiance the night represented. Anyone who wanted to thumb their nose at the status quo and acknowledge that they couldn’t be defined sexually by the strict and puritanical morals of the Bible belt.