Helen looked down between her own breasts at the top of her little girl's head bobbing up and down between her legs. Clare suddenly giggled."What's up..." asked Helen."Nothing, it's just that your hair is tickling me. Your pussy feels soft, scratchy and tickly all at the same time. And it smells so beautifully musky; you must have a lot of juice soaked in this hair."She licked again and commented, "I've never licked a hairy pussy before, but I rather like it." Helen raised an eyebrow and said,. Ric: LOL, making me hard again. Damn!Eve: Mmmm… I want to see it… hard… now!Ric: Really? While at dinner? I can… want me to?Eve: Yes!!!Ric: Hmmm… well... first tell me… are you enjoying that crab dish?Eve: Yes, how know?Ric: I love the pearl necklace and gold bracelet.Eve: Yes!! WTF!?Ric: Is there a man wearing a black t-shirt and blue blazer staring at you from the bar?Eve: OMG!! You!!!!I smile and run a finger along my nose and then type…Ric: Fuck my pissy publicist…. Flew in today. Fuck you,. First time I'd ever seen her in the flesh, and quite a lot of flesh too.Kemal drew his breath in as well he might. She's not the best looking woman in the world but she makes the most of what she's got. Dark hair, plump, a big arse, medium knockers, but dresses great. Always wears stockings, fancy lingerie, nice dresses and skirts. She was in like a cream business suit, dark stockings, looked very professional, very sharp. But the effect was spoiled by her being pissed out of her head - she was. And she wanted it to. Fear and expectation and trust and lust roiled inside her. Rachel didn't recognize the whine escaping her as her own, despite all sense, she raised her pelvis toward that awful mouth. The whine threatened to become something more. The moment she realized this, she felt the gag tentacle brush her left cheek, reminding her of its presence. Reflexively, Rachel turned her head and opened her own mouth, never moving her eyes from the dark mouth now open and looming over the.