"Lord," he whispered aloud, "if you let me off this time I swear, I swear I'll never do that again. I swear it."George wasn't religious. But prayers l...ke that had worked in Vietnam. It'd been that long since he'd needed them. He got out of his truck.When he entered the house through its side entrance he was amazed at how quiet everything was. It was disconcerting. Mary wasn't there, cooking dinner or watching TV. She'd left him, he remembered. Shit.But also, the loud rock music that usually. It smells great.i opened her clean shaved choot with my hands and started licking in her.it tastes good.As i was licking her she was moaning “oofff ahmed buhat maza aaraha hai aur zor say chatoo tumharay khalo to iss tarha karna pasand hi nahin kartay woh to buss direct choot mein apna lund dal daitay hain.haan aua zor say hai mein Mari ooohhh aaaah my god . . .”. Then suddenly her love juices came out of her pink choot.it was flowing and flowing in my mouth.i tried my best to drink all but in. ‘Cunt-sometimes called vagina, is the proper term for the wet slit between my legs, is made up of the cunt lips, the cunt hole that leads inside me, and the clit which makes me come. Mike cunt is there to be filled with fingers, tongues, dildos, and especially cocks.’ ‘-if my cunt is good and it’ll get a to cock to come in a it.’ ‘-i begged my master to fuck in my shaved cunt.’ Asked Brandy repeated it, the screen moved to the next word. ‘Pussy-a slang term for cunt, usually takes you to. She was in conversation with the Best Man, and did not seem to notice Martin’s arrival. After a couple of moments, when she still hadn’t acknowledged him he realised he’d have to make the first move. ‘Simon, please excuse the interruption. Helen, may I have this dance?’ She looked up at him with a strained expression. ‘I’m not sure I’m up to dancing at the moment.’ ‘Please Helen, Mum insists, and you wouldn’t want to put me in her bad books.’ Martin hoped his feeble attempt at humour might.