Plain vanilla I'm afraid, but it is allI could find on such short notice. We'll get you more decadent andfattening, flavors later. Won't that be fun!!...She started to run the food through the blender mixing everythingtogether and running it until it was liquid. She poured the first batchinto a large glass, put in a straw and put it against his lips.He refused to drink. He was certain that if he did, he would throw upand feel even worse."Stubborn, aren't we? I'll give you one more chance..." When. ' 'While you are, please tell me what to do about my minora labia. Please, and the way they hang out so far. What am I supposed to do about that part that hangs out of my vagina? I'm sure when he sees it he'll want to torture it too.' (My eyes grew wide and I ground my teeth. I knew. I fucking knew if she had one of those hangy-out cunt thingy-magigys, I'd be stretching it long and biting it off. I'd done it to two before her already. And it just proved the premise that there was no accounting. Then I pulled my cock out of her mouth and released the rest all over her face. She was moaning as the streams of cum covered her face. I said to her, “Don't wash it off yet. I will add more cum after I pound that sweet pussy of yours.” She smiled back at me saying, “Okay.” I slid my hands underneath her skirt and pull her panties off. I lifted her skirt up over her ass exposing her wet pussy to me. I laid her down on the couch and spread her legs wide. Her pussy was amazing to look at. I. ’ Before I could protest any further she sprang off my lap and headed for the light switches. In an instant we were enveloped by enough darkness. Someone would have to strain to see what was going on inside my dining room. Pale blue moonlight streamed in through the sliding glass door and provided enough light for us to see each other. My cock deflated in disappointment then surged momentarily at memory of the distant sounds of footsteps on pavement, Marissa watching the passerby and her loving.