To realize how much you wanted to fuck me again. Because I know that you do. But I had to have you again. You are one fine fuck. I couldn't wait.He pu...led my shorts off and I put my hand on his shoulders to steady myself as I stepped out of them. He looked at my underwear. They were the same panties I had worn yesterday. He smiled up at me and then he leaned forward and stuck his tongue out and lapped my crotch.I felt the heat of his tongue. I felt his hot breath. I shivered with excitement as. As you pass I swear I felt you push your cute ass into my groin, mmm you turn & face eachother & I steal a kiss. You-re cherry red painted lips taste so good I don't want it to stop, my tongue folloes the contours of your lovely succulent lips, my God you taste good" Your lips part slightly.. then it's over, the moment has gone as you pull away & slide along the bench. Damn you look great, perfectly demure almost innocent, beautifully manicured nails, great figure totally accentuated by your. . two ... one ... MUSH!"Mark and Mike dropped their hold on the two dogs. "HIKE! HIKE! HIKE!" Tiffany yelled. The dogs dug in and came off the starting line hard, as hard as Mark and Mike had ever seen, and Tiffany kicked behind the sled, trying to help take off some of the load. Mike began to wonder if he'd done the right thing in turning her loose. It seemed like things were moving much more quickly than before. Maybe it was just a father watching ... but no, it wasn't just a father watching;. Out in the barn, I watched with interests as she ladled tiny pellets of pig-meal into a blender, finally pouring in two pints of water and churning the contents into a thin, brown, creamy liquid. I hadn't given much thought about how the inmate of the box was to be fed and watered, but I could see now that the thin porridge could be easily sucked through the rubber tube in the box. Rebecca took the blending jug and a large funnel outside to where the box stood. Jamming the end of the funnel.