Aaaaaaaaaah! Fuck! Fuck!" Once she got off me I went back to eating her puss.... I spread those legs of hers and dipped my tongue into that pink flesh. Cynthia took screaming to another level. She screamed at the top of her lungs that the whole city might have heard her. "Love eating that pussy", she moaned, "keep eating my pussy. Fucking eat it.. When she pinched me, I dragged her near me and bit her on the left side of the shoulder. I have the habit of biting the person who is close to me. And then she showed the bite mark and laughed.My mother was shouting at me, to get out of the bed and have breakfast after brushing.Mathi usually stays at my home on Sundays. As we have a bigger TV set with a DVD player, we watch a new movie on Sundays. In the afternoon, my mother played a movie. But I had another plan to check the assets of my. M. She wore a simple white blouse and pleated blue skirt. She didn't wear panty hose or underwear.When Michael met her at the door, she was wearing a simple summer dress."Got dressed up for me," Jenny laughed as they hugged and then kissed."Well, I didn't think there was any reason to be formal," Michael responded as she took Jenny's hand and led her through the house and then downstairs."Very nice," Jenny said as she entered a large video room. It had several leather sofas and chairs facing a. If they were, she had been a victim of a plot and therefore, wasn't entirely to blame for what happened. At least that was her self-serving logic.The two women sat comfortably close on the sofa, starting the second bottle of wine. Amy had her feet on the coffee table and her knees up with her wineglass in her hand, resting on her knee. She was staring into the red liquid when she spoke. "Thanks again Jill. I don't know how I would have gotten through this without you." We're not through it yet.