How embarrassing. “I didn’t even have a chance to think. One second you weren’t there, the next you are and your tongue is in my mouth. How can...I refuse that? You’re a great kisser too.” “I’ve had a lot of practice. I happen to love kissing. You’re pretty damn good yourself.” I give her a wink, just as I take a long sip from my drink. I know it’s going to be a fantastic night. As the night goes on, we drink through our fair share of alcohol, dance to some of the best 80’s music and laugh so. Dan took this has a hopeful sign: maybe the new tenants weren’t going to be cooking Meth like the last ones did. He put on his little coffee pot and turned on Good Morning America. There wasn’t anything he was particularly interested in watching, other than the weather, so he sat and watched the hummingbirds at his feeder while Diane Sawyer and Robin Roberts kept him company. Picking up his wallet, he counted the bills and made sure he could afford his weekly indulgence: the big breakfast at. “You sick cunt, rape her baby pussy with your tongue. You nasty fucking whore.” Mr. Miller was panting as he watched me eat the twelve year old pussy. I licked and sucked at her till she was wet with my spit and some of her own little baby juices. She never moved while I licked and sucked at her sweet young cunt, and I was disappointed. I had hoped she’d wake up and love it as much as I had loved being raped by Mr. Miller’s father. Mr. Miller took pictures of me licking her bald cunt,. After the first five plants they were out of hearing range from the rest of the class. “I honestly expected a thank you from you. After all, I could have made your life miserable… well, more miserable.” Rose’s voice startled him back to reality. For a moment Michael had been remembering the sight he had been treated to during lunch. His head sank lower as he stuffed his hands deep into his pockets, trying to hide the growing hard on persisting in his shorts. Rose sighed in what sounded.