He was driving mewild with desire! His big hands spreading my cheeks apart and his tonguesliding up and down along my throbbing asshole. I'm moaning l...ke crazy!"Oh, god, Oh god! Please fuck me! Please fuck me!" The more I moan and beg,the hotter he gets and the more he rims my hole. He then lifts his head andslides on top of me, his mouth right at mine."I'm gonna fuck your little pussy now, bitch. Gonna give you what youwant!"He then starts to kiss me, sliding his long tongue in my mouth. “That looks pretty nasty. You been fishing?”“Yeah, sort of. Give me another whiskey.” I grimaced, took the glass from Joe, and downed it. The eel juice spread across the back of my throat and fizzed. I saw Joe looking at me. Was this the right time to mention my work as a Private Spectral Detective? How my job lead to real-world humans, and the mutilated old couple, folded and stuffed into the boot of my Jag that I had to get rid of before sunrise? Probably not.“Mr. Tarakan?” I looked up. . Landscaping and tall fences were also considered that would preserve our privacy and allow us to run around naked as much as we wanted, without too many prying eyes. Pat was still a bit nervous being seen topless or nude in public by strangers.The money was more than well spent, and our women launched themselves head first into their first (and apparently only) non-Sapphotic hobby. The remodeling and especially the landscaping never ever seemed to get quite 100% done, as plans kept getting. She kept me hard every second shewas doing it.She also fulfilled my original fantasy of seeing herdressed in sexy clothes, a lot of makeup, and smoking along all white cigarette several times during thatperiod. It only took two weeks before our original stashof cigarettes were gone. I asked her what kind shewanted me to buy and she replied she liked the Newportsbetter. So, I replenished our supply.But without my knowledge, after the first month ofsmoking, she began to smoke outside our.