’ Shoving Jessie aside, she yanked open the door and stormed out as best as her badly throbbing knee would let her. Jessie stared dumfounded at the...destruction in her living room. Hastily, she closed the door. The neighbors didn’t need painstakingly detailed information on what it looked like after the commotion. The incident might make the gossip section in the town’s morning newspaper. It had happened before. A low, drown-out groan came from behind her abused couch, which was in a sorry. The neighbour chicks (I’m going to call them Ashley and Madison, not their real names but I’m sure you can understand me being discrete) are two Aussie sheilas my age, have lived next door for years. They are great, super nice, we hang out and party a bit and since they have day jobs, they aren’t around most of the time. I have had some drunken naughty experiences with Madison but the next day we both just seem to pretend it didn’t happen and nobody ever talks about it.I’m not out to any of my. A fragrance washed over my senses, a subtle, musky sweetness. I looked up to see her eyes glued to me. Down I went, extending my tongue and took a lick of her. She jolted slightly, startling me."Is it ok?" Mm-hmm," she said hurriedly, never taking her eyes off me. Her mouth opened with mine as I extended my tongue once again, this time laying it flat on her skin like I was licking a popsicle. I followed the base of her opening up into the soft flesh between the ridges, held open by my fingers.. "Beverly?" Jack's voice playing the part of a concerned Father a littleways down the table."Yes, Father," Dan replied sensing that something was wrong about thissweet, feminine voice he was speaking in. "Are you feeling alright?" he said almost sounding genuinely concernedas Dan was puzzled by this overwhelming feeling of being in the wrongplace. But, he went ahead and said"Yes, Daddy I'm fine," he answered obediently unable to escape thefeeling he was fighting. Dan could remember his life as.