”She snuggled into my waiting arms, “Did you like that Chris? Was I good for you?” She wanted my approval, my affirmation.“It couldn’t have...been better,” I encouraged her.Just a few moments later I reciprocated, my Sexy Mama had become perhaps the world’s greatest adherent of cunnilingus and I loved giving it to her; it was the only time she squirted and her gyrations as she climaxed were beyond description. I fed on her, drinking her pungent nectar as she flowed.As I often did, I rolled her. It was already quite dark, so there was little chance of Marlene or me being noticed, though Judy would stand out in her white T-shirt. Okay, next time I would let Judy get out of Black Beauty before I parked. Live and learn. We only had to walk one block to meet our first pusher. He approached Judy before she had a chance to go into her routine.He offered to sell her some crack cocain, but she asked for Vicodin. An argument ensued, and, in the process, the pusher reached for Judy's breast. Was. In the middle of a thick beard opened a wide lipped mouth from which an obscene tongue sprang. In the lower part, an imposing phallus stood between two hooves, so high that it almost joined the tongue. The sculpture seemed to her to be coarse, practically raw art. She should have inspired disgust in her, but she couldn't help but look at it. She shivered, despite the pleasant late afternoon temperature.She decided to enter the store. Mr. Maubert, the owner, came forward to meet her, greeting. But I do know what I want to do now.” She then slowly got on her heels and kissed me on my lips. I was a little confused, but I gave in.We kissed for a good time, I don’t remember the last time I had such an amazing kiss. She then started lifting my t-shirt, I asked her if it’s really what she wants, she bit her lips and nodded. My dick was already a little hard from the kiss and from the feel of her boobs pressing against my chest.She took off my t-shirt and unbuttoned her shirt. She was.