“Oh Chris, fuck me, please fuck me” was about all I got out before he ploughed in and out of my dripping cunt. Our juices were flowing out of me...and hanging from my pubes.Without pulling out, he spun me around so that I was now laying on the arm of the sofa with my knees up to my chest. He pulled out and sank to the floor. I heard him moan as his face met my crotch and he slurped up my juices.His nose was on my clit, his long tongue was up my fanny and his finger was pressing at my arse. . Let your secrets be ours to share." Ok, ok. I'm not - I mean I am - What I am trying to say is...Michael isalive." Finish the step. Grow a pair. "Michael is alive and well, andhe is standing before you." She embraced me as I completely let go andexposed me invulnerability to her. Weeks ago the mighty savior of theplanet Earth, now utterly reduced to rubble in her arms."Oh Michael, I knew it was you. Don't ask me how, but somehow, I knew."She tried to hug me as tight as she could as I was. Not wanting to spoil the expensive tools I brought with me, I set up by the side of the road in a tent. I was sick for days but I think I only had a single strain, since I was well aware of what was going on the entire time, and I knew when the symptoms finally eased off." Yeah, in our case we knew when one disease eased up, but then we'd get hit with a different strain, and then another one after that," Alice explained, including herself in the discussion."When I recovered it took me a while. So after we are done, we put clothes on and go into the water, dogs and all, once in the water we clean up a bit. So we walk out of the water, and back down the beach towards the truck, once there we all get in, wet dogs, wet humans. As we drive to a shady parking place we pull out some of the food we brought with us, I take my knife, and cut stem off a banana, and cut in half, giving me two short tapers. I leave the skin on, and ask you to put one in each hole. One in your pussy, one in your.