Wow! What a feeling it was. Her juicy melons were in my mouth. She was feeling so hot that she started pressing my head more and more onto her boobs. ... was sucking her boobs vigorously and she was moaning loudly.Then slowly I started licking her navel and went further down to kiss her inner thighs. She was on cloud nine. I then started licking her already wet pussy. I was eating her pussy and rubbing her clit.“Aaaaaaaahhhhh mmmhhhhhh, oooohhhh.. yessss.. eaaaat it babbbbyyyy..” Her loud moans. As always, thank you for reading, and check out my author page for new and upcoming stories. ***** Music blasted his ears, and the scent of cigarette and cigar smoke assaulted his nostrils as he pushed through the ornate double doors. A random hip hop song with deep base shook the tables, and high treble threatened to deafen him for life. Hip Hop/Rap junk, the audio equivalent of fingernails on a chalkboard. He took a deep breath, scanned the club until he made eye contact with Jingles, and. .Nobody, ever, reached the fulfillment the vile thief achieved..The fat lady dances like a spinning topand the usual costumers,lost c***dren that talks a lot and says nothing,jump over her..The fat lady dances like a spinning topand hundreds of multicolor teethpierce her fleshtrying to reach the boneThe fat lady dances like a spinning topand she ignores the pain,the existenceand the holy euthanasiaThe vile thief grins no more,has six inches of steel shoved between her ribsThe wound becomes into. “What IS it?” she hissed softly. “People seem to think it’s perfectly okay to shit on you, walk away and then ask you to clean up their mess. I don’t get it.”I shrugged. “I’m a nice guy. Nice guys get used, tossed aside, but kept on the outskirts for when the not-so-nice guy dumps them in the middle of nowhere because they won’t blow him on a date. I’m not the first choice or even the fifth choice, but I’m the only one left when people go through their phone contacts and eliminate the people.