It was so hard, it was actually hurting me. As I lay there looking at it, I could see a light pink area peeking out from between her big hairy lips. B...ing so totally overwhelmed, I wasn't exactly sure what I should do at that point, even thought she had just described what oral sex was to me. So I asked her and she said, "all you have to do sweetheart, is spread the lips apart and start licking everything between them." So that's what I did, and my eyes were just glued to the most amazing sight. “I’d awaited something wittier.”“I’m not drunk enough, yet. I’ve been listening to Salten’s sad story.”“Greetings, Felix. I’ve seen several items by you recently. What’s so sad?”“Hello, mein Herr. I’ve written a novel. But the publishers don’t want it.”I sat down. “A pair of sausages and a small beer,” I said to the hovering waiter.“And more wine!” Altenberg added.“Do they offer any reasons?”“The usual nonsense,” Schnitzler added.“Greetings, Arthur.”“Your highness.”“First, I was told there. It couldn’t have been a dream. It was too real ... too continuous. “I touched and felt things. Making love to Kirsten and Candice wasn’t imaginary. It was real,” he thought to himself. “What now? What comes next?”The answer was not long in arriving. A doctor entered the room, a stethoscope hanging from his neck. He was no one Jesse knew.“Hello, Mr. Peterson,” he said with a friendly smile. “I’m glad to see you awake at last. How are you feeling?”“I don’t know,” Jesse answered honestly. “I’m. He kissed her face, while his right hand rubbed up and down the surface of her pussy. He took his fingers and squeezed her vagina even while he nuzzled her neck with his mouth and fondled her ear with his left hand. He delighted in caressing and savoring her face and neck, while he massaged and manipulated her vagina. As he did these things he could feel her body rise and fall, hear her lungs, and feel her warm breath on his face. He thought, ‘Oh what sweetness, what ambrosia, what.