She backed away slightly, eyes on me.‘Yes they are. Full. Of. Cum. Now, why do you think that is? Why are they full of cum? How on earth does that h...ppen?’, she snarked.‘They’ve been fucked’, I replied.‘It would appear so, my dear. They’ve been fucked, and their husbands didn’t pull out, did they? They fucked those wives to completion. To sloppy, messy completion. So naughty. Poor little things, all full, dripping of warm cum. Which got me wondering, what on earth were such dirty photos doing. There are no eyeholes, no possibility of lightinfiltrating her darkness. The hood forms to her features, with two small fittingat her nose. Each fitting has a small tube that enters her nostril on the inside.The tubes pass through the leather, and protrude a half inch outside the hood.The tubes are threaded at the end and there are attachments that marry up withthese threads. It is possible to link the wearer to a "scent casket". A varietyof unpleasant aromas or odors can be loaded in the. Of course I've been eaten out before, but I'd never felt anything quite like this. Anna stabbed inside, caressing my interior while I busied myself rubbing my clit back and forth until she wrested it from me, took my clittie between her lips and went mad sucking and slurping on it.Of course I came again -- much harder this time. It was if an explosion had gone off inside me. Waves of pleasure spread through my body, rising and falling but getting bigger each time until I was mashing myself. You never know what can happen," he said with an upbeat tone."Thanks, Arnold. I'll do that. Talk to you soon," I said before hanging up.Well, that threw a monkey wrench into my plans. So, what was plan B?I had the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon before I expected to hear from Dory. I wasn't about to spend it in our motel room, so I went out to the car and began to drive. I didn't have any particular destination in mind but somehow or other I ended up on the road to Mount.