...she loved to have her mouth fucked by a hard cock, and now she desperately wanted him to put it in her mouth, to feel the distended soft skin of it...sliding against her tongue, his rock-hard shaft throbbing against her lips, to taste his cum and feel his soft pubic hair against her face as she took him deeper in her throat, gazing up at him adoringly as she worshiped his cock......she cupped his big balls with her other hand, gently lifting and squeezing them, feeling their weight then. Amy's tongue licked her own lips and her breath—her breath smelled so sweet as Ronda inhaled every exhale that came from her mouth. It could have been mistaken for a kiss, but their lips barely touched as they took turns sharing the same air.Amy's legs scissored and locked around Ronda's ass. Every muscle flexed and pulled at every bone and tendon in her body, and even her heart paused mid-beat—and then started again with a powerful thump when Amy's orgasm answered its own question and released. Kate and I were exhausted when she helped me hoist the full Bacchanalia onto the stage. I had a special stand I had used for the mural rendering as the eight-foot plywood backing would collapse the easel.“Not this one,” Bob said emphatically as they stood to examine it. “All the others.”“I agree,” Doc said. I couldn’t believe they were knocking my newest masterpiece.“It’s not finished yet,” I said. “I know it looks a little rough right now, but it’s the centerpiece for all the others.”“It’s not. " Are you sure it's safe?" I wouldn't let my teenagers use ours if it weren't." Wasn't the Memory Master recalled not long ago, because--" There was a recall, a few years ago, more as a precaution thananything else. Seems there was a small problem with the synchronicitymechanism, but that's all been fixed." What's this synchronicity mechanism?"He shrugged. "It prevents memory diffusion." Memory diffusion? What's that?"Forgetting the present-past as you revisit the past-past or.