”“Ladies?” Joe asked.They all nodded drunkenly.“Let’s go then,” Shawna smiled.Cheryl, the smallest, ended up the drunkest of the little gr...up. “Mind the help?” she asked.“No,” Shawna chuckled, and let her lean on her and held her up when they walked through the bar and outside. Joanne and Moe leaned on Joe, stumbling behind them. The blind drunk leading the blind drunk.Claire helped her lover, Belle. Her wife if things had been the way they should have been. Like Shawna presumably, Joe’s child. She starts to move her hips as your tongue finds her hole. She pushes her ass against your face as you bury your tongue inside her. You do this for a few minutes and then stop because you have to fuck her right now. Your cock is throbbing with anticipation. As you pull your tongue from her pussy you look up and see her perfect little asshole. You don't know why but you bend back over and start licking her asshole. You hear her gasp a little as your tongue circles her asshole. Lightly you flick. She flashed to his side, grabbed his knife arm and forced it to continue its stroke and bury itself in his left thigh and then danced away from him to take up her defensive position again.Charlie roared in both pain and rage as he pulled the knife from his thigh. He slashed at her not caring where he hit her this time, just as long as he hit. The woman leaped back avoiding his slash and then leaped forward grabbing his knife arm and forcing it to stick the knife in his other thigh. Charlie. An electric shock went through me, from the nipplestraight through to the base of my penis. I let out a throaty groan. That delighted her, so she stroked the other nipple too. Then bothtogether. Ecstasy! I closed my eyes and began to come apart, tomelt, to cry out softly, helplessly.She heard my mewling and marveled, and said half to herself, "You DOunderstand something of how women feel, don't you. You do have sweetlysensitive nipples, the way we do, don't you?" "If this is what women.