I want you to stay. He isn't as good as you are Mistress!"I watched the words have the desired effect, tears now rolling down his cheeks as his own wi...e once again confirmed his own worthlessness. I continued to manipulate Bambi's tits, licking the curve of her neck with my tongue, watching her shiver and squirm with delight at my caresses. There!! She moved just enough so Joe's tongue dragged across her labia!*KICK* My boot lashes out, catching him in the ribs. "WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU?". This looks like a presidential motorcade to me," Kyle complained to the driver of his car."It's just the way it has to be on short notice, Mr. Winston." It will be okay, Kyle," Jill said. "We are not staying there that long."But sometimes, it just doesn't work out that way. As they pulled into the driveway, they could see that the screen door at the kitchen had broken away from its hinges."Did we have a bad storm here last night?" Jill asked."I don't think so," Emma replied. Three of the. Happy to oblige, I began to work her clit with my tongue, making slow circles around it as I kept running my finger into her slit, but with each pass inserting it a little bit deeper. I felt her juices begin to flow more liberally and I fully inserted my finger, quickening the pace of my tongue around her throbbing clit. Sally began bucking her hips wildly around my face, her thighs squeezing tightly around my head now.Suddenly, I felt a hand grasp my cock, and then the warmth of an eager. At this particular moment he was not a "happy camper." Not in the least. There were too damned many alarm bells in the details of these reports, and the conclusions, although couched in the usual scientific ass-covering language that refused to state conclusions unless the proof were actually biting one's safely-covered butt ... the conclusion in this report was inescapable: there were aliens swimming loose in Antarctic waters. The damned things were swimming in the American sector, right there.