As I was walking back into the party, Yvonne was walking out from the restroom, having just spoken to Kelly. Turned out I was eating pussy while Kelly...was giving a handy. Yvonne grabbed me and surprised me with a big kiss. She pulled back and exclaimed, “You taste like pussy!”I told her I had just eaten Andi and explained why had I left her. Yvonne told me what Kelly had been up to for the night. There was a brief awkward pause and then Yvonne turned and kissed me again and whispered in my ear. Keep writing, Wayne. My pussy needs you.Annato: [email protected]: [email protected], Anna, you sure know how to make a writer feel appreciated. My words did that? Wow. I do wish, however, that my tongue could have done it but that's something the techies haven't figured out yet over the internet. I keep hoping.I have your nice pics on my computer screen when I am writing, The one of your pussy nice and wide and inviting makes me have to clean my screen several times a day.. Sucked big time! And to have it dumped on her because she was the daughter of a prominent citizen in the community just so that asshole Gingrich could make points, well, that was what really made it stink!The more she thought about it, the madder she got, so by the time she reached the Record-Herald office she was seething. She walked in the front door, to find her father and mother waiting for her. "We know," her father said before she could open her mouth. "And we think it sucks just about as. She sucked on them and then pulled back to kiss the palm of my hand. I took her by the hand and led her into the living room, facing her I asked, "are you mine?" She looked down and nodded. I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed, urging her to her knees. I looked down at her kneeling and beautiful form. She kept looking down, I lifted her chin and said, "stay here." I then left her kneeling naked in the living room to do dishes. She hadn't moved when I came back 10-15 minutes.