I followed and we played around a little, with her trying to avoid me, and me doing the backstroke with an erect cock. I sat on the poolside again, an... she came over to begin sucking my cock. I closed my eyes, and her lips and tongue went to work. "I do love a hairless man - helps you show it all, and my tongue can get into ALL around your balls, cock and other bits. She began by a gentle blow-job, and I opened my eyes to see her lips halfway up my penis and going further. Her throat must be. “She said SHE would take care of it. I guess she’s planning some sort of mass meeting tomorrow. I don’t have permission to put up the flyers.”“Fuck her,” Clark said. “She’s the same bitch who tried to mess things up for Mike. We’ll do it on our own with girls who want our help. Word of mouth.”“I agree,” Larry said. “I honestly can’t believe she turned you down.”“Oh, I can,” Melody said. “I’ve seen that brand of feminism before. It’s pure insanity. Kurtis, did she say what she was planning?”“No.. “Pardon?”“I didn’t need to see the license.”“They told me to bring it.” Larry said.“Rules. Easier to say ‘let’s see your marriage license’ than to say ‘you don’t look married.’ But lovers would be upstairs tearing off each others’ clothes. The groom came downstairs to smoke while the bride dolls herself up. Lucky?” Larry took the proffered cigarette.“We look like husband and wife.”“She looked like a bride. Wives look a little different. You’ll look different in another month, too, but not like. Putnam's tongue was relentless.And Beverly's pussy was quite generous with its pussy juice too–the more Ms. Putnam licked and lapped up, the more it produced for her. The result was poor Beverly's mind was fracturing and her hold on what she knew as reality was slipping from her grasp. Her arms scratched and clawed seeking something firm to hold onto and her vocalizations were a combination of moans, pleas, and animal utterances.Just when Beverly thought she couldn't take another moment of that.