I tentatively stuck out my tongue and was rewarded with the most wonderful taste. Okay, it's not dark chocolate good, but dark chocolate doesn't get m... pussy dripping. Her taste was different from my taste, (yes, I confess, I have tasted my pussy juices before) but not that different. I would say that, because of the heat of the day, the fact that she had spent the day moving, and probably the fact that I don't think she wiped herself after pissing, probably contributed to her taste being. Soon I felt something soft and when my lips held them I could feel annie buck and shudder and I knew I had found the right spot.My hands now below her bottom caressing them, and sometimes going up to fondle her breasts, I started kissing and sucking at her clit. My lips held her clit as tightly as I could manage since the wetness was making it slippery and my tongue was licking at her like a dog lapping milk in a tray. I could hear annie moaning and clutching at my head and was bucking and. "You like this, don't you, you big mouth bitch?" I asked. She could only shake her head no, but I knew she was lying, because she kept squirming. I smacked her ass a couple of tomes with my hand and then rubbed her pussy. My hand came away really wet, and sticky with pussy juice. My dick lurched in pleasure. I said to her, "looks like among your other obvious flaws, you are a liar, to boot." I added, "From now on, you will tell me the absolute truth, when I ask you a question." With that I. " Jesus!" she retorted "Do you expect me to believe that? I wasn't bornyesterday, now come on, give me back that box of pills." But I didn't take them." I protested "Besides, what the hell would Ido with them anyway?" Either give back the pills" Rachel continued heedless of myprotestations "or you aren't going out tonight!" But..." I started to object."That's final!" she interrupted "Not another word Brian."She stormed off upstairs while I stood there stunned, it wouldn't havebeen so bad if I.