It had been an ordinary day, like any other day, when the door to my own arts and crafts shop opened and in walked the most beautiful woman I had ever...seen in my life. She was tall, slim, but curvy, with long dark hair. The woman looked around my shop and sensed I was watching her so she turned her head slowly back over her shoulder in a seductive way. She turned her body and walked towards me with a smile. "Hi, do you have any paintings of wolves?" she asked. I shook my head and my long,. “Eli, she’s up front and she has an audience like you wouldn’t believe. I swear your grandma is just about to get up out of that wheelchair and walk, she’s so worked up over this.”“Well, I’m sure glad she’s alright. I just knew when she grabbed that shotgun and pulled it down, she was a goner. Then when the smoke cleared and I saw she was covered in blood, I think my heart stopped for a second or two until she looked up and smiled.”“Eli, I have never in my life seen anyone, not even your daddy,. With one hand on your shoulder and the other behind your head, He pushes your face into His groin. Taken by surprise your hands instinctively reach out and grab his legs as your mouth opens around his lycra covered shaft. He growls at you, “Suck on it.” You try, but you are distracted. Those hairy legs ... like massive tree trunks. You can feel the muscle, so strong and so big. You rub your hands up and down those massive legs. You reach down and the calves are like bowling pins, so hard and. I heard the door open a couple of times, and we could have had any number of girls come and go. Or cum and go as it were. The pussies kind of ran together after a while. I was getting sixes and sevens, which I thought was pretty good for a guy with so little experience. After about an hour I heard a familiar voice. “It’s me, Valerie. You’re not supposed to know whose pussy you’re eating, so don’t say anything.” I couldn’t say anything anyway; my mouth was full of cunt. Valerie stayed on me for.