”I’m dead quiet as I try to figure out what sex punching is. All the images that I am getting disturb me a little and I really wonder if Guy knows...Wilma is nuts why does she work for him? I get us back to the hotel and we make it to her room, I follow her lead and figure sticking together is what Guy would want us to do. Wilma heads to her bathroom to clean up and while I’m sitting in a chair in jeans and a t shirt I start to realize there is blood on my hands. Not a figure of speech I have. Della leaned back against the booth and thought a moment and then asked pensively, “How long before your divorce papers will be ready?” “About two weeks,” answered Ginger. “Why?” “I think I can convince him that he can quit smoking by giving you oral sex,” Della said with a grin. “Really? How?” Ginger asked, edging up to the table between them. “Tell him that I can help him quit and then make an appointment for both of you to come in to my office and leave the rest up to me.” ------ Three. Not Hugo, though. He seems to be able to compartmentalize, his learning curve is just as steep as ever. And his retention is truly phenomenal, mostly I only need to say it once, whatever “it” is, and it sticks. Progress is still a little stutter-step, there’s no structure at all in the way I’m teaching him—hell, I have no idea what I’m doing, I’m no teacher by either trade or inclination—and we bounce around way too much, But he’s getting the basics of English, even syntax and verb tenses and. I held Priya by her underarms and requested her to climb up the sofa and as she obliged I inhaled the delicate musky fragrance of her warm and oozing pussy. I loved the aroma and felt like burying my face; sticking my nose up her pussy but told my self it was too early. Priya stood up on the sofa holding my head, her pussy hardly an inch or two away from my hungry mouth, I ran my fingers up her body tickling her delicate skin and as the fragrance of her oozing pussy swept through my nostrils I.