You need to sound like it." Oh pish," she said. "Who cares about that stuff?" Customers care," I said. "If they hear a hillbilly talking, they'll thin... it's a hillbilly operation, with hillbilly service." I do not sound like a hillbilly," she said, obviously miffed."You know what I mean," I insisted."Why do grownups do that?" she complained. "Here I was, having a perfectly wonderful day, probably the best day I've had in months and months, and you have to go and ruin it by giving me talking. I'll be perfectly safe here. I promise not to go anywhere else."Inside the bar, the Emir found all was pretty well as he remembered it from his student days. On the left, the wall was filled to shoulder height with what looked to be small drawers in a wooden chest of drawers, above those were shelves with old fashioned bottles and other odds and ends. Each bottle or drawer had an abbreviated Latin name on it, which had come from an old fashioned chemist's shop. To his right was the high bar. My tongue is licking the inside of your legs, and very slowly my tongue is getting closeto your pussy, I have turned around and I feel how your tongue is starting to lick mycock, My tongue is now tasting your pussy it is so wet, and taste so sweet. My fingersspread your pussy lips, so my tongue now has full access to your clit, it feels so good,and you cannot concentrate on my cock anymore,I have two fingers inside your pussy,and I make a move with them like "come here", it goes straight to. My palms encircled both her breasts and rolled them, twisting the flesh.She held onto my t-shirt with her left arm and dug her nails onto my back. It caused me pleasure rather than pain as I was ecstatic at that moment. Soon flow started slowing down her left breast as well.Di – “Back to this one, honey.”She pulled me back to her right breast. The flow was supposed to end in her right breast by now. On the contrary, it continued to release a few thin drops of milk. I was pleasantly surprised by.