She is living, breathing Viagra and people swear that she can bring back the dead, if you know what I mean."Anya was a bit taken aback and denied with...horror in her voice, "Sister doesn't raise the dead."Travis hastily explained, "It's just an expression, Anya. 'Raising the dead' means guys who can't get their cocks hard anymore who suddenly get an erection."The bartender gave her look that could only mean 'fresh meat', "Go through that door to the left of the stage and ask for Misty. Don't. Believe me, I've enjoyed the fact that my bathroom window gives a view of their back yard, complete with Karen laying out in a skimpy bikini. Dave is built solidly, with lots of muscle. Though I'm only 20, I can't compare to him. However, Dave flies for one of the airlines and is often gone for a week or even more. That is actually what my fantasy centered about. While a three-some would certainly have been enjoyable, I had often thought about Karen and I having an encounter when Dave was. I wanted to bury my face between her legs and devour her beautiful pussy. I kept licking down and she rotated her hips up and spread her legs resting them on the couch. I buried my face in her soft bush and realized she had graced it with perfume. It smelled lovely like honeysuckles. I slid my tongue in the crease between her thigh and pussy and nuzzled my nose in her extreme;y wet pussy. I wasn't the most experienced at eating pussy, but I was about to learn how to please a woman, I lapped her. "I found some mushrooms, as well."Grace smiled and gave him a brief kiss. "It's fine. Do you mind if you go home tomorrow," Grace asked and Terry frowned slightly."Will you be OK, on your own?"Grace bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah. I think so. I do need to walk her home from the casino tonight, she insists on going."Terry sighed and raised his eyebrows. "You are joking, aren't you?"Grace pushed her lips together and looked up at him, shaking her head slowly. "No. She is insistent. She won't let.