. Rose parted Evie's knees roughly, then lightly bit the soft rise of her mound. "I want to taste you," she whispered. Her tongue dipped down between...Evie's pussy lips, licking the material of her panties. As Rose's tongue moved upwards, Evie finally felt it against the flesh of her aching pussy. "Oh Rose! That feels so good!" she screamed, nearly driving Rose insane with passion. Rose tore the panties off Evie; thinking back on it later, she didn't even remember how it happened. All she. I heard Hap laughing really loud as he cut the connection."So who is this other person, this Shawna who helped you with these guys," the reporter asked."You know what," I said. "I can't tell you that unless she says it's okay. I'll be glad to answer your questions but only how they concern me." Would you describe what happened in your own words?" This time he took out a small recorder and set it on the table."You know, I'm comfortable giving out just so much information. Why don't you use what. “Only if you were with her last night. If you had her last night, you need to swim to wash her off.” She winked at me cheekily.“It was three months ago so I don’t need to go swimming.” I stuck my tongue out, glancing at the river below. I took her hand, leading her off the bridge down to the bank of the river. Slowly we walked along the bank till we reached a bend that was hidden on both sides by a small wood, and thus perfect for our need. I let go of her hand and turned around to look at. The cameras, arranged in all angles, did not however make a recording of this. By the time Brady’s dick slipped out of me, my bunghole was greatly swollen from his tremendous pounding. We wrestled for air like we were knackered dogs—hanging our mouths open and forcing our tongues out only to quickly wrench them back in. His hand ran through my back, goading me with renewed lust. He beat my bum in the end. It seemed my soft, obese buttocks were his revered fetish, weren’t they? I suspected so..