Another pass of my tongue, followed with a wet kiss, elicited from her a giggle as she said, "That tickles!"It had been many years since we'd had a ti...kling match. Somehow she'd always let me win. I started to release my light grip on her breasts when she sighed. "Not now Mikey," she softly said. "I just want to snuggle like this. It's been so long since I've had anyone just hug me and love me."As I massaged her breasts a little, just moving the tips of my fingers she said, "Thanks." Michelle. I was lapping her butthole in pleasure and kissing her ass and she seemed to enjoy it greatly wiggling her well formed rear against my nose.I made sure I gave her an intense tongue job and started sucking her obscene craphole with all the enthusiasum I could muster.She farted loudly filling my mouth and nostrils with the funky smell...and I sucked even harder indicating that I wanted more. The attendant stuck her head in door again and spoke with anger in her voice. "You fucking toilet mouth. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marie's leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows he'd be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized armchair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that. Grab a chair and sit over there by the TV."It surprised her. I could read it on her face. She was expecting to come over, kneel at my feet, cuddle for a moment and then started the kissing which would lead to the bedroom. But it wasn't going to happen.She took a deep breath."I know ... Lyle ... I know I acted like a complete shit out there tonight. You don't need to read me the riot act. Everybody else already has. Jesus Christ, everybody acts like you're blood and I'm the outsider. But, I was.