I was used to getting it almost every day, Billy, twoor three times a day on weekends. I go to the gym andI’ve got some toys, but I really miss ...uck. She turnedher back to me and put her hands on the counter andbent over, showing me her fine, wide ass and her pink-lined peach which looked like it might be dripping,the fat lips kind of wiggling.I got my belt and zipper undone in record time andstepped up behind her hard and hot, ready for action,my woman- pleaser thick and long, rising up. The girls were really despondent, having to get into what they now called their ‘ugly clothes’, stashing their new outfits and intimates in a dresser drawer on the boat. I was kind of tired, and I almost let them drive themselves back. Good thing I didn’t, Carlos was at the tent, obviously angry that no one was there.I calmed him down, a little, by thanking him for letting Sarah help me. I gave both the girls a hundred apiece, noticing his eye light up. I was sure the money would be gone before. I won't keep you insuspense, darling. We don't hear like you do. Our atmosphere is verythin, and our audio receptors are rudimentary. When we assume humanbodies we are enveloped in an aural universe we have never felt before.It is the seduction of being a human. And the epitome of all that soundis music. Yes, the sound of music. You'll find out, when the only thingyou hear is digital clicks and scratches. Yes, our empathetic powers aremuch greater than yours, and we have other senses, but. My tongue suddenly feltbloated and paralyzed. Glenda turned around and bent over in front of me. Herhuge ass globes wobbled as she backed up slightly. Inga thrust my head into thehot, steamy cleft. Glenda?s asshole was gaping open, with a black caverninside. The rim was deep red and oily. I only had a moment to see the pink andred flesh of her bowels through the hole before my face was in it. The heat wasunbearable, like opening an oven door. I felt faint from inhaling the fumesthat emanated.