"Little boy , were you hungry for my twat?" You look up with your wanton eyes and nod your yes to me . I command you to answer with words . You pull y...ur face back a little and whisper " I am hungry for your twat ma'am " then go back to eating me . You nibble my hard tender knot of a clit . Then tongue all over my twat hole and tongue fuck it a bit . Getting it as deep as you can . I push your head down so that you know it's time to lick my ass hole now . You dive right in and you suck my ass. He didn?t have the time to fight with a frightened sow. He quickly bound it?s wrists and and suspended it from a hook above the trough. After spreading the sow?s legs and cuffing it?s ankles, he set about cleaning the sow out. The girl pig regained consciousness as he pushed the nozzle deep into it?s bowels the fourth and last time. The sow cried softly as he rubbed it?s tightening belly. He allowed the water to continue flowing until she was so full that the water was forced out of her. The girls exchanged another glance, and then Erika said, “What about other stuff, Troy?”“What do you mean?” I asked, and Erika said, “Well, put it this way. Have you ever gone down on a girl?”I was really surprised to hear her saying it just like that, and I had to swallow before I could answer, but I said, “Umm, yeah.”“Us too,” Erika said, and she looked at me like she was waiting for my reaction.“You mean, with guys, right?” I said, looking at Erika now, but she said, “Yeah, with guys, but. Thank you for what you’re doing for me.’ She was about to step back to prevent the awkward moment from dragging out, but he held out his tea off to the side and he held her for a moment longer with his free hand. ‘I think I’m detecting that I’m in the presence of more than a run-of-the-mill farm girl from Dalton, Georgia.’ She sighed with a small smile, ‘Well, I’ve got a degree in History and another one in Literature, for all the good that they’ve done me. I met Bobby during my final year and.