“You never asked, and it isn’t the kind of thing that comes up in everyday conversation.” “How did you deal with all that “ Terry asked. “...ell, I was in my twenties, and living at home while I was going to college on the GI Bill, so I did what anyone would do; I called the VA to find out how to deal with getting her buried and all that stuff. They put me in touch with Social Services, and those guys handled it all from there. Turns out, she had an insurance policy for about two grand that. The dog immediately lapped up the slick pussy juice on the seat. Then he started to lick her legs.Now what? Denise was starting to panic. He had her smack against the corner of the bus. Her only escape was out the window. As he licked her flesh, she had the feeling she was the dog's living prey. He tried to push his snout under her ass, his tongue slithering like a snake.There was only on thing to do--let him have his way.Denise raised her ass, turning it toward the panting dog so he could lick. ”“Why?”“I just need to. I’m sorry, I’ve tried for the past two years, but I can take it anymore.”“Can’t take it anymore? What does that mean?”“It means that I have had enough. I’m tired of having to put up with your dick. I need the dick of a real man.”“A real man?”“Yes. A man with a real dick.”“Have you got him picked out yet?”“Yes.”“And who is he?”“You don’t know him. I met him at work. We have been out on a couple of dates already.”“By dates, you mean that you have fucked him already.”“Don’t. There in front of me was the object of every boys’ (and mans’ desire).I snaked my tongue up her thigh, just as the guy in the film had done, the came to her pussy. I didn’t really know what to expect, taste, smell, feel etc. Still I stuck my tongue out and licked up between her slit. As my tongue reached the top I felt her clitoris on the tip of my tongue. I’d seen the guy on the film do it so I swirled my tongue around Dan’s. She squealed in delight and grabbed my head, kicking her legs in.