"My words of encouragement spurred Benny to kiss, lick, suck and finally, to push his long wet tongue deep inside my vagina. I was still wet inside fr...m the copious loads of four sex-crazed clowns and he did not hesitate to suck the mixed liquids from my pulsating slit.I could feel something building inside of me and was not entirely certain exactly what it was.Like a complete wanton, I spread my legs further apart for his entrance and was astonished to feel his greedy fingers plunge forcefully. She looked him over. He looked different, sterner, and harder, his features seemed colder and crueler than the soft sweet look of his high school days. Billi Jo had given up on seeing him again. He had left to join the marines four years earlier, and she had received a few emails and brief phone messages here and there letting her know he was alive. Grandpa had told her he was not going to return, he had left her for good, and the old man was glad. This had spurred Billi Jo's decision to move. “Lovely,” I say. “I’ve got a big, greedy tongue longing to taste those.”She blushes now. I sense that this is the moment.“What’s that, Pet?”She reddens a little more. “I’d like that,” she says. Her fingers are moving a little more efficiently now.“Good!” I say, watching her teats harden a little more. “Is there anything else you’d like?”She’s rolling her nipples between fingers and thumbs, the colour deepening. Her eyes are pregnant with words, but her lips remain closed.“I’d love to tease. “That troll is the cheapest afterschool program in the area.”“You don’t say,” Sean said. He noticed a soaking wet kid get in line behind him. Turning to talk to the kid, he asked, “What’s up?”“Stomp is in good form today. I bet I went a hundred yards on that last throw,” the kid said with a broad grin.“That’s nice,” Sean said.“Did you see Harry?” the kid asked.“Is he the one who did the flip?” Sean asked.“That’s him,” the kid said.“I saw him,” Sean said.“He’s real good. I can’t get that flip.