I reached out and grabbed the cheeks of her ass and slowly pulled them apart. To my delight, her asshole was as beautiful as her tight little pussy. I...pushed my tongue into her pussy and sucked her hard. She began trembling from the sensation. She was getting so wet and she said, “Listen to me, I do something a little weird and you may not like it.” She seemed sincere and seemed to be a little scared.I asked, “What?”She said, “I squirt a lot.” I told her I didn’t care, and that I actually love. And as I pondered this resolution, I began to fade to sleep again. This time there were no dreams.***"Hey! Newlyweds! It's time to Roooock!" Suddenly, shattering heavy metal music was blasting through the room as I blearily opened my eyes. It was Highway to Hell, by ACDC. I turned my head to the voice and Charleen was standing in the doorway, looking like she had spent an hour putting on make up to go to the gym. Her blonde hair was teased wild, thick and colorful makeup accentuated her wide. She responded with a dull hi and i asked whats the matter.It was a long conversation with which i dont wanna bore you. In the end she started to sob and i felt bad for her. To cheer her up i asked if she wanted to go to the beach. She hesitantly agreed and sat on the bike with me. she was in a salwar and kameez while i was just back from the gym in tracks and t-shirt. We talked about random things before which i applied sudden brake due to a traffic signal. Her big juicy ripe boobs crushed on. We were beginning to believe that maybe we had been wrong, and things really were okay. Four weeks plus had passed since the second incident, and nothing more had happened. The Salween was now approaching its lowest point of the year. The winds of February had died down considerably, and it was beginning to warm up, not a lot, but enough to be noticeable. We relaxed even further.All of these hopes and good feelings were shattered by a radio call at around 0600 on Friday morning, the 13th of.