The juices began running over my chin and my hand. She humped and shook and groaned. ‘Yes, yes, baby. Suck mama’s clitty.’ She cradled my head a...d every time I sucked and pumped my finger in and out she said, ‘Oh, oh, oh.’ I truly loved the taste of her vagina. The inside texture was so smooth. Her clit began to grow fatter and extended out for my tongue and lips. I tried to get my lips around it, but it was still too small. My mouth was plastered against her with the clitty in the center as I. His stomach contracted, his fingers clutched the chair tightly, he gasped for breath. He was close, too close. This never happened so fast, and yet there she was, feasting upon his rod like a deprived succubus...Her eyes were sealed as tight as her lips, her head was a blur, how she did not hurt her neck was a mystery. What was unseen was the most enticing, however, for within her mouth she was devouring his desires in exchange for satisfaction. Her tongue was a vortex, a portal to a plane. We’d rented a two-bedroom suite for the night in Waterville, Maine, which was about three hours north of Boston. We all just wanted to relax for a day or two after the craziness of everything that had happened to us in Quebec City. We—or at least I—desperately needed to recoup somewhat psychically, I was feeling majorly depressed over Martin’s death.Shooting K-rag or whatever he’d said his name was and having an innocent man die—one that I’d used my power on to make him lead us—made everything. The 'puter meantime had identified the "'Wanderer" and Cedric gave approval.Cedric's smile told Mary all she needed to know and she hit the intercom to Clare.Clare was entering the bridge just as Harbour Control came up again," Wanderer", you are cleared to track direct to "Sundowner", no other traffic, call approaching "Sundowner" on 4158." Call 4518 approaching, "Wanderer"." That's who I think it is?" demanded Clare."Yah" Cedric replied "and we can take him in the boat bay if you want to.".