Lick it. Taste it. Lick and taste your mother's hot wet cunt."Mark was tasting it from the moment his tongue had touched her crotch. He put his index ...ingers on her labia and spread her cunt wide open, exposing her pink gash more with its contracting pussy guts. It looked like a rose and Mark teased it with his tongue, then started dragging the flat of his tongue through her tasty gash, from asshole to clit, over and over again, slurping Jennifer's waterfall of cuntal syrup out and going back. I could deliver a respectable jab with it. "Now back up and hit him with the left, then the right," he said."Okay that was your first three fourths of an hour. If you can come back tomorrow, I'll tape your hands like I promised and really give you a workout." he said.I was so tired I couldn't speak."We open at 8 AM Porter, anytime after that will be fine," he said. They call me Reggie around here.I just nodded and staggered to my car. It was difficult to do anything that night. My arms felt. " I mumbled. "I'm not really sure what to do about it,either. It's not like my experience really translates that well.Lots of stuff's fun for two days, but probably a nightmare if you hadto live with it for eighty years."Anya nodded. "That's true. Life is just days strung together,though, so you should at least have some idea. Something likespending your life dancing on pole isn't something your interested in,right?" Yeah, but most of its not that obvious," I clarified. "Like,. "What is it then, Mother?" I asked as brightly as my early-morning grogginess would allow.She giggled; even for my Mother, this was a bit exuberant; my curiosity and suspicion piqued."I've found the perfect suitor for you at last!" she exclaimed with utmost enthusiasm.I stopped nibbling upon the hot biscuit in my hand; this was not the sort of announcement I would imagine most would either give or receive at this hour of the morning.Nevertheless, I was curious. Ever since I had begun with my.