" Sarah replied shaking her head."Aww that's a shame, you're going to have more 'til you like it." Mandy responds feeding her another spoonful of the ...alty white goo.After another couple of creamy spoonfuls, Sarah began to grow a liking for it, even so much as to keep it in on her tongue a little longer, and after a swallow and another feeding of cum, she began to enjoy it, eating it like you would a nice tasty yogurt."Seems like you've grown a taste for it." Mandy states, "Well savour it,. I'll be back before you know it.”* * * * *A half hour dragged by as Jack drove up cold, gray roads with increasingly worn markings. The yellow and white lines had been painted so long ago, they were barely visible for long stretches. As he headed into the higher elevations, it was easy to see why the road got so little attention. There was no traffic. It seemed almost no one drove into this barren country.And why would they? There was no ski resort at the end of this long, twisting highway. No. I begin to see the soft glow of a distant kerosene street lamp and then a horse drawn enclosed carriage near the area of dim light. It appears to be parked and waiting for someone. The horse and driver are motionless as though suspended in time for a reason. A force seems to have me in its grip, a force that I cannot see. It’s not one, but more are holding me here.“Come! Come this way!” The voice of the man is within that enclosed dark carriage, and there’s a hand waving to me from a passenger. Similarly hermake-up was also applied with an expert hand. In less able hands theresult would have been one of too much make-up but here it served toaccentuate her features to perfection. The cosmetic artistry was toppedby the application of the scarlet lipstick which shone brightly in theharsh fluorescent lighting of the shopping centre.His gaze dropped slightly to take in the outfit that she wore. It was asimple two-piece suit in black wool but it fitted her body exactly almostas if it had.