A.S.H. was a group that had found a way to send people onone way trips into the past, having made that discovery Gordon Archerdecided that the best us... for it was to do what could be done to changethe bad things that had happened in the past and making, at least in analternate world a new better today. Archer knew a lot about Lance due to the many secret profiles theycompiled of people to look for candidates to join their C.R.A.S.H.program, Lance it seemed was just the kind of person they were. She twitched slightly as the cold liquid touched her creamy soft skinjust below her tummy and began to run down through her pubic hair andover her pussy.Now as I lowered my mouth to her pussy, my tongue spread her lipsapart and found her swollen clit. I worked my hands under her bareass as I started to lick, gently bite and suck on her clit. Liftingher ass in my hands, I pulled her pussy tighter to my mouth. Shestarted to arch her hips even higher off of the lounge, smashing herpussy harder. "It's called 'Writer's Dream, '" I answered. "It's a light romance about a man and a woman who have a chance meeting on a computer bulletin board and go on to meet in person. I think they're about to get physical, but I don't know. I haven't read that far." Oh," she said. "Sounds kind of interesting. I've talked to people by computer, but none that I find interesting enough to follow through and meet. Anyway, that's the last thing I would need to do at the moment. I'm having enough trouble in. I slid down and spun to face him. Straddling him, I guided his cock into me and sat down, engulfing it again. Leaning in, I let my tongue tease his nipples and lightly bit each one as I made slow circles against him, enjoying how he filled me up. I rocked back and forth, looking down at him and smiling, letting his cock pop out and slide up and down my as, teasing him as I let it press against the opening, then slipping back in my pussy to be caressed as I worked my muscles to milk that lovely.