I hadn’t looked for it, so it was just as easy to burn a new one. I don’t have Simon’s computer now, so I put the new thumb drive in Dag’s lap...op.You have to understand that Dag’s laptop (Lars gave it to me after the hospital gave it up) doesn’t have anything on it but the routines he used to connect to the virtual private network. It doesn’t connect to anything automatically, so it’s a pretty safe clean computer.I sat in the office carefully inserting the drive, getting the dialog to enter the. For as long as I can remember I have been drawn to the backside. For me its the ultimate sexual feature on the body. In fact its a thing of beauty and something that I would regard as art. What makes it so glorious is that hidden between these two mounds of perfectly formed flesh and muscle lies that small, dark, exquisitly beautifull backdoor love tunnel.When I was in my teens I use to love wearing silk or smooth feeling underwear that I would buy a few sizes to small for me so that when I put. I licked her from her clit to her ass and back again before thrusting my tongue deep into the welcoming canyon of her young, tasty, cunt.“Oooooh yeah!” I heard her say, followed by, “I can see why you like this so much, Mickey."Encouraged by her words, I wrapped my lips around her swollen clit, massaging the tip with my tongue, while my hands drifted up, grabbing her large wobbling breasts, kneading them, pinching her nipples.“Ohhh fuck! That feels good!” she panted as she became wetter and. Chris was looking more and more uncomfortable, for once acting like his father, stuffing his mouth with a big bite of pancakes. Okay thats enough teasing! Im sure he didnt mean to! I said, trying to save the situation. She grinned proudly at her brother, reveling that she one this exchange, leaving the rest of us to eat in awkward silence. Whoa, sweetie where are you going? Im finished. Im going upstairs to draw more! she announced, rushing off to grab her stuff and heading upstairs. The.