” Kellie walked up and laid everything out on the dresser. She poured a glass of the 151, dropped two ice cubes in it, and gave it to me. I took a s...p, said thank you, and set it down. She handed it back and said, “no, show me how a man can drink.” I took the glass and drank down half the glass, then handed it back to her. Kellie then took a sip as well, and walked over and put the glass on the nightstand.She came back and kissed me deeply. Such nice soft lips. She untucked my shirt and started. " Who's in here then?" Well that's Gerry behind the bar, he owns the place, Malc and Bruce are at the bar, Pat and Trigger are playing pool and Nigger has just walked in the door." Nigger? He's not African American."David chuckles. "He's not black either and if he were, he still wouldn't be an African American. His surname's Blackman. Now, he might recognise me, we were at school together."Olivia watches as Nigger walks to the bar, a pint is placed before him without a word spoken. He passes a. Mr. North shook Sifu’s hand and then mine before putting on the shield. “It’s light,” he commented. “Not steel. Aluminum?” When I nodded, stepped back and hefted it, taking a couple of experimental swipes with it and tested how easily it moved around. “Yeah, it moves like it’s made of air. That’ll mean it’s slightly more likely to turn when you block something.” He demonstrated what he meant by pulling on the shield top to show how it would pivot.They gave me the shield back and asked me to. Mimi led him with her fingers, his tongue flicking over them. Inch by inch he moved closer to her, his tongue flicking with greater speed as the scent grew stronger. With her free hand she gently rubbed down his spine and tail, Apollos snout was now only a couple of inches from her dripping pussy. He flicked his tongue to scent the air once more, the tip of his tongue caressed down her slit, his little body shook with glee at the taste. Mimi cooed at him Good boy, my good little boy, Apollo.