"It got worse. I was a "dangerous fugitive" and "might be armed," to boot. Jesus Christ, was he trying to get me killed? I had a sudden mental picture...of those movies where armies of cops surround one poor guy all with their guns pointed. In the movies I remembered mostly the guy got shot full of a very large number of holes.I looked at the picture to reassure myself. It looked even less like me in slightly grainy print than it had on my cell display. Nobody'd recognize me from that.Even so, it. " And then she licked it with her tongue and she couldn't stop licking her lips. The cousins were curious about her sudden change in facial expression, to a much more agreeable one; like she was really enjoying licking her lips.Teresa, possibly because of her fish like lips, was constantly using lip balm and looked at me, expecting a hand out as always I am sure. I didn't disappoint and she caught the one I tossed her way.Terry, not to be left out on getting something free chimed in, "Hey I. Annie was generally naked and available to her lovers, human and canine. A continuing experience she enjoyed and a gift to them that she eagerly gave. Whether the others were naked or clothed made little or no difference to her or them. They gave and received in their own ways and according to their needs and desires.It was with that understanding and acceptance that Bobbi walked up to Annie at the corral fence, finding her musing in quiet thought.“You look deep in thought, sweetie. Would you. He continued suckling her as his hands dropped to her pants and unfastened them. He opened them, eased them over her hips and then felt her wiggle as they fell to the floor.He moved his fingers under the elastic of her panties as she stepped out of the pants. His mouth moved from her nipple, under her curving breast and down her stomach as he pulled her panties down past her knees, letting them fall to her ankles. Pulling her feet out of them, she opened her legs wide, letting him slip his.