I'm going in for a coke and a snack , you guys want anything? My wife turned her head as far as she could and over her left shoulder said I just had a...snack so I'm good. Mike you want anything I asked. Yeah he said get me a can of Copenhagen and a Coke. I got out and went in the store.I was in the back at the cooler when I heard what was probably a local ask the cahsier did you see them folks fucking in the back of that black Chevrolet? I had turned around to look up front and just caught. "And feel free to eyeball my ass if you like, I'm not one to cover up all the time. I would right now, but I think you like seeing me and I'm becoming more comfortable with you." No kidding?" I pondered, grabbing the oil.I slathered my hands and took another deep breath.I brought them close to her upper back, but I halted a few inches from her. 'Damn, I'm shaking, sweating like I'm a sauna and I haven't even touched her yet.'I maintained my position for a moment, but I eventually brought my. She slipped between her legs as they spread wide to give her full access.She was as smooth as J.J.’s bottom. Her aroma was intoxicating; her taste smooth and luscious as Maggie’s tongue caught it at the base of her slit. She pushed her legs up and went further down to her bum hole, licking the juice that had accumulated there and pressing the tip on and around it. Then ever so slow back up, El’s body giving faint quivers; her moans were almost constant now.She pushed her tongue into her split. Between the taunts, Gregor latched onto a simple plan of walking into the best tavern in town and letting the townsfolk buy them tankards of ale in exchange for their tales of the kingdom under the heavy hand of the plague.The local ale was dark and bitter, a far different brew than the pale ale of the central plains of the capitol. It was stronger too and Stefan had to push back from the table sooner than he expected. He didn't want to so snockered as to endanger the anticipated pleasures of.