She stood, facing him, and pulled his face into her crotch. "Yes, yes, Wayne... like that. Lick my juices like you did last night!"He lapped wildly at...her oozing cuntal slit. Garbled words tried to rise to his throat. They were indistinguishable... but Cheri knew."Fuck, fuck, fuck," her cousin was chanting. "Soon, lover, soon. Lick me a little longer!" Wayne stuck his long tongue into the mass of curly hair between her thighs. Cheri gasped at the touch of it, then wailed ecstatically as his. We were having spaghetti for dinner. I pulled a bottle of sauce out of the pantry. He wouldn’t like that, he preferred my homemade sauce, but this was an emergency! I hurried through the family room to head upstairs, but heard the garage door going up. Tony: After she left I went in the bathroom and cleaned up a little bit, dropping my pants and using a washcloth, soap and plenty of warm water to clean the wet, sticky mix of our cum off my cock and balls. I shook my head, smiling at how pissed. " I didn't expect this," she said."Neither did I," Linder conceded. "I expected twenty or thirty people, but people have just kept coming and coming. The grocery store manager opened the place up and cleaned it out for the ladies. This has been the biggest thing to happen in this town all winter."Just then, a radio speaker blared. "Warsaw Base, Warsaw 7," it called. "They're just coming into town!"A hubbub arose through the crowd, and the building emptied rapidly. "We got the loader out. There was little chance that the warning told of a real danger. Nothing exciting ever happened any more, not like in the old stories mothers told their children on long winter nights.He blew his nose with his fingers, clearing it of the hated smell of freshturned earth and the rank stench of crushed weeds. The late afternoon sun beat down on his unprotected head, as heavy as the sullen anger in his heart. Clinging dust mixed with sweat to mat the heavy growth of yellow hair on his chest, back.