And have I told you that you're my beautiful whore?" Several times."They giggle girlishly."Frig me with your finger, Babs?" I can do better than that....Did Reg ever go down on you?" No way! He thought that sort of thing was unhygienic, even dirty. Remember he was a part-time para-medic volunteer at our local hospital." Then let's give it a go, shall we? Spread your legs wide for Babs, sweetie. I'm gonna spend the next half-hour eating that divine pussy of yours!"The squeals of sexual delight. My ass is full, but nothing is happening,and I just want to keep sucking, so I bring my left hand to the dick inmy mouth and slowly start pumping and sucking on my own. It feels goodto be in control again for a moment; to savor and enjoy the taste andthe feeling and the smell and the stretch into my throat without itfeeling violent and scary. The guy smacks me in the face like an animaland tells me to wait. I don't. He slaps me harder. It hurts, so I sitstill and pout.Then another voice from. The fact that he was being watched made him angry but he couldn't do anything about it now. He couldn't do anything until he raised some cash and got an acceptable vehicle that allowed all of them to get away. He wasn't about to leave JJ and her daughters. They were more of a family than the close-knit Cleaver family on Leave it to Beaver.JJ waited a handful of heartbeats after he knocked before answering the door. That would be normal after all. She was as beautiful as ever and any. This is the third of those adult stories. Valentine Cake I was feeling miserable as Valentine’s Day approached and I couldn’t see any sign of romance in my life. When I heard Martha in my head offering to tell me another story, I couldn’t refuse. ‘This one is not about me,’ Martha started. ‘It couldn’t be. I’d been dead for years when this happened.’ ‘Then how…?’ I asked. ‘Like you, the main person in this story used to listen to my stories. I became part of her, as you become part of me, and I.