You know, a cock in the mouth!" Hank said, moving one hand to his prick shaft and raising his cock up to her face. Betty winced, turning her head away...from him. She could smell his crotch. The odor made her cunt walls buckle, pushing her into high heat. Suck cock? Yech! She remembered that day in the cafeteria when Annie sat there experimenting with the peeled banana, telling her that it was important to retract the teeth while sucking prick. Betty could almost laugh now. She remembered how. Alan and I spent a lot of time together, and it was great! It was better than great, actually. Our relationship moved to an entirely new level. End of story. What more do you want to know?" But privately she thought, "An entirely new level." Ha! That's the understatement of the year!Olga crossed her arms over her chest, looking at her daughter with a disappointed frown. "How about we start with, oh, I dunno ... everything? You basically said nothing. In fact, you said so very little, I'm sure. Sleep quickly came and I dreamed again.Andy, Cathy and I were at a white, old fashioned, wrought iron, table, the kind you see in ice cream parlors, sitting in those matching wrought iron chairs. We were outdoors under a large tree, like a Paris street scene from an Impressionist painting in the museum, with gaily dressed people in late nineteenth century clothing strolling nearby. You could hear the chatter and the music of a organ grinder on the street corner. We were eating ice cream sundaes. "I just hope it doesn't come to this."Before they could anything, several cars pulled up. Men in black suitspoured out, all with guns, guns pointed at Buffy and Faith. "Drop your weapons and step forward," said one of the men. Faith droppedthe stake and both put their hands up. "Okay ladies, just stay calm and no one has to get hurt," one of theagents came into the light. Faith recognized him as one of the men thathad been knocked out. One of the agents quickly ran out of the house. "The.