I hate that part.’ ‘Whoa – you mean you’re nervous about presenting because of, like, clothes and stuff?’ Christi asked. ‘Clothes. Hair. ... don’t know what the hell they’re looking at. I don’t get any of that shit.’ The whole topic had clearly put Gaurav in a foul mood. Christi suddenly laughed. ‘But Gaurav, that’s so easy!’ ‘Maybe for you. You’re a girl. I don’t get that shit.’ She ignored the sexism and pushed him. ‘No that’s what I mean. I DO get that shit! There’s nothing wrong with how you. He smiled- watching her eyes follow his tool. ‘You like what you see?’ ‘Oh hell yes…’ she looked up at him, ‘and it feels so good!’ He kissed her lips, his tongue probing her mouth with the same rhythm his cock had in her pussy. She could feel herself losing control… Second by second… finger by finger… she was releasing her grip on the rope of her sanity. He was dragging her over the edge of thoughts- and all she could do was feel. Every single nerve under her skin sizzled with a hiss only he. She reaches the back door to find Jenny ticking off names as the younger children come out to go through the fence to the grassed playing field about twenty metres behind the residence.Mary Chedway almost smiles with relief when a particular circuit on her board comes alive with an incoming call. Her happiness is short lived once she hears a very young female voice, say, “Berana Control, BerVol three eight, please send us all the help you can. I think I’m all that’s left here, and I don’t have. But as I approached my Sara's cunt the smell made my mouth water to taste her. the aroma was sweet perfume and as I placed my lips to her vagina I tasted her essence, then I knew I would always want to eat her. I kept my mouth fixed to her vagina sucking and nibbling until, she wrapped her legs over my shoulders, I felt rather than saw the orgasm that over took her body. Her legs grasped my head in a vise like grip that held me until the first orgasm had subsided, then before I knew what was.