Actually Dick looked more like Tom Morgan and Lord Medwell. She remembered what she had done. After Dick had licked her down there and driven her to t...e point of madness, he had asked her to suck on his penis. She had done so -- at first out of love, but then with a deep animalistic desire to devour it. He had cum in her mouth, and so entranced had she been with him that he had actually been forced to push her mouth away after she had swallowed all of him and continued to nibble at his deflated. .. why?Why is it that when someone tells you that there are one billion stars in the universe you believe them, but if they tell you there is wet paint you have to touch it to check?Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?Why did Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?Whose cruel idea was it to put an "s" in the word "lisp"?If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes? {Good question!!}Why is it that, no matter. When we reached the lobby, this time, I greeted him. "You drink beer?" Ayup, been known to have a few, now and then." Let's sit in the bar and see if they've got anything worth drinking."So we sat around a table and I looked at the list. "They've got Mathilda Bay and Billabong," I told Weena.Charlie just looked at me. "They're both Western Australian," I remarked. "I'll just order, OK?" Ayup. I never heerd o' them. But that don't matter.'"OK, Charlie," said Weena, "While Gordy's busy, tell us. You enjoy the feeling of my soft warm hands on your legs you bite your pillow to keep from moaning. I slide my hands up each of your thighs and run them every so softly. Your pussy starts to get wet and drip. I move to your glorious mounds and lightly massage your gorgeous ass. You love how sensual I am being but your pussy is dripping wet and your ass is begging to be fucked. Though, I continue moving up, to your back, rubbing down each and every knot till I'm at your neck, which I massage.