She responded to my efforts with a slow rocking motion, then I felt her lean back and rest the weight of her upper body on her stiffened arms, which p...shed her cunt forward, farther onto my face. I continued to lick and bite at her clit."Oh yes, pussy slave, yes. ? That's it, oooh, that's it. ? Do me, bitch. Do me good. ? Worship my cunt."Soon her verbal urgings gave way to soft moans and grunts, and she rocked her hips and ground her pelvis on me so furiously that I thought my jaw was going to. Mike's hairy ass. Lily's manly throwing arm and her rock-hard gluteus. Ty's steroid-like biceps. And all of Frankie." Thanks, Maggie, thanks a whole lot," I said. "But you left yourself out." With Maggie," Ed said, "it's that freakish pussy without the 'off' switch. Drip, drip, drip. All day long. That's one girl who'll never get lost in the woods-she just has to follow the trail of spooge." Thank you, thank you very much," Maggie said, bowing. "Although I would've been a little less crude and. Your whole body trembles with the explosion that is just one "yes, now" away. You feel rage rise at my denial. You want to thrust forward. I tease, gently tease, almost giving it to you. Almost, giving you what you need. "No. Not yet." The sounds that are rising out of your hunger don't sound human to your own ears. You are breaking down now, and you move from rage to pure, grunting need. Your mouth is wide open and every muscle in your body is tensed, braced, begging you to let it move, make. I feel like I owe you one"Sheela moved her hand down on her thigh; she traced the end of her skirt with her fingers. I could see she was thinking about it, "I won two tickets for a night out on the town but i don't have anyone to share it with, if you don't mine or if you don't have any plans I can use some company."Sheela looked up with a smile on her face "Dinner at Rocko's and V.I.P pass for Club 905." I didn't picture you as the clubbing type" I said"Well you know, gotto try and keep up.