I couldn’t help myself but buried my face in her wet ass cracks. At first i bit her cunt lips a little wildly making her moan loudly. Then i pulled ...y tongue out and started licking her both pussy and ass hole.After that, I made her lie on the bed, lifted her smelly and kinky armpits and started to lick both her armpits alternatively by deeply burying my nose and lips under her sexy sweaty pits. My precum started to flow out of my penis, which was resting on her thighs. She wiped all the cum. Which is perfectly understandable, because what is life without the persistent enigma? And although I will never survey my life, pointing out my apparent flaws. I will always wonder who I would be today without those who’ve changed my life in ways beyond reason. He may come upon this. That prospect is unconceivable, and I am not prepared to deal with the circumstances. However, I can’t just keep quiet anymore. When I was a little girl, I was taught to not speak unless spoken to. That wasn’t. Only it wasn’t like the movies. The news, the people, the women, all of us shared only in subtle glances. There were clues, a rumpled outfit, and the dead giveaways. Like the girl yesterday rushing to her car with cum still dripping down her legs, leaving little puddles with each step. We averted our eyes, somehow unable to speak as the tentacles drew us nearer, claiming more and more. It was so shameful, not that we had been taken, but how each of us enjoyed it. How readily we submitted,. Vicki strode to the mail box, posted her keys, and walkedback. No one seemed to notice. That was good enough for her, for a change! Morning came too early. Vicki needed more rest. She struggled to keep theday out. It was shipping day again… but not till after lunch. Jack wasup, dressed, and ready to leave. "Just order room service, Luv." He said at the door. Vicki poked her headabove the covers. "I'll be back round three. We have to have you at the docksby four-thirty." "Betchya." Vicki.