"Ohhhhh my, yes, Baby. Yesssssssss!" I cried out.Then I gasped as Gina's hot mouth covered my pussy and I felt her tongue slide deep inside me, pressi...g and thrusting. Gina's finger slid alongside her twirling tongue, probing and exploring my slick pussy. She slid another finger in, then a third up inside the wet folds of my pussy. Her tongue moved upward to find my swollen clit and flicked its sensitive underside. I screamed with pleasure. It had been so long since her mouth had been there.I. "I‘m sorry, but I‘m following Master‘s orders," said Little Red Riding Hood as she rushes to the Wolf’s waist and grasps it eagerly. "I‘ll do anything for Master." She rubs her hands against the Wolf’s cock, and then tried to please it with her tits and mouth to the huntsman’s horror.The Wolf reaches over and grabs the huntsman and says, "This was an elaborate plan I cooked up. You huntsmen go hunting my kind and nearly wiped us out. I have to rely on this fucking bitch to satisfy my urges, so. Thankfully, the bar was empty…apart from one man. She studied him a moment, shifting nervously and then pushed forward, sliding onto the a bar stool as one hell of a big man came lumbering over. ‘What will it be?’ ‘Um…’ Damn…she drew a blank a moment and stared at his thick neck, blinking slowly. ‘Irish coffee? Yes…Irish coffee and do you have any food?’ She rarely frequented bars and something told her this joint didn’t pack anything nutritious, but again, she would take what she could get.. She’d enjoyed them for a while but they didn’t really do anything for her. She preferred things she could see and read. She wanted to live life to the fullest—experience everything.That may have led her to being a little more adventurous and even impetuous than her contemporaries. If there was a tree to be climbed, she climbed it. She dove into the river from the railroad bridge. She rode her bicycle down the steepest hill in town trying to top fifty miles an hour before she had to brake to.