" Janey protested at the unexpected dilation of her once fucked cuntal entrance. "Mmmmoonnllyyy whuunnn..." she whined as the huge head of the monk's ...enis lodged within the narrow vestibule. And then, as her young loins were assailed by a mix of discomfort and tremendous pleasure, the kneeling girl looked back between her legs."OHMYGOD!" she cried out in consternation as she saw the two large, hairy balls outlined within their sac dangling between the creamy white columns of her vulnerably. Dianne... ? Kye watched in excited fascination as she sucked her lips up off its tip, then began to lick at it hungrily with her wetly moistened tongue, brushing and washing it all over up from his belly to the bottom of its head glistening and sticking out like a ripened plum from its pulled-back foreskin. This was not tike the hustling bitches in Saigon! She was doing it not for money, but to please him and to make her own self happy! He could see that in the lustful expression greedily. I needed to think. Perhaps there were other ways I couldclear my writers block? Other writers did it without resorting to magic!I found myself sitting on a bench in the park, not far from my apartment.Looking out over the park often helped me clear my mind.I watched a couple of women pass by. I?m not ashamed to admit I?d usuallylook at them in the way most guys would. But now I found myself thinkingabout what it must be like to be them. A blonde jogging in tight runninggear, showing off every. A pair of hands was stroking my round ass cheeks through my tight skirt. I should normally be offended, but that soft contact felt so good…It was not an aggressive groping. Those hands were exploring the contours of my firm butt as though it was a masterpiece of art. Stifling a low moan, I pushed slightly back into the hands and I was rewarded with more vigorous stroking. Because of the crowd in the elevator, I could not turn my head to see who was feeling me up. The hands started to become.