You will ask someone else to feed it to you." Her tongue came out and slowly, sensuously licked her lips. Turning to Gerri, she requested "a soft, jui...y, slightly pink, steamed shrimp dumpling." She opened her mouth wide and wiggled her tongue. Gerri laughed and gracefully put the small dumpling onto Carol's tongue. She extended her other hand, clearly just for balance, and only by accident, of course, around one of Carol's breasts.I felt Cathy's warm leg against mine. "In the absence of any. " "That's fine by me, I guess I'm going to find out if i like to give head to a stranger every once in a while."He proceeded to give me instructions to his home, and after sitting around for a while, I went to meet him.I arrived at his house, and he was waiting at the door for me. He was wearing nothing but a pair of thin blue shorts, so I knew he was totally serious about this, but since I had gone to his place, I guess I was too. He looked to be about sixty, maybe a bit older. We went. Before she could say anything, her mouth was filled with a semi hard cock. She was shocked at first, but quickly began sucking his member. 'I need to purge your throat of that filthy language missie' being talked down like a c***d made her even hotter as she licked around his head, which she could feel enlagring, and sucked his pulsing shaft. She focused on her sucking, hoping for a reward of her own. She swirled her tongue around the head and even flicked it into his pisshole before. Then another. I could tell the direction, and started walkingtowards it. They must be the poachers whose careless shot had nearlykilled the unicorn. They were several miles away, but I could tell thatthey were walking at an angle to me. I could hear the river gurglingbeyond them, and realized that they would have to walk along it to thefoot bridge. I headed to the footbridge myself. I got there about an hourlater, and could hear them talking. I stopped at the bridge. I intendedto give them a.