The sweat that you poured from my body hours before is alive on my tongue as I flick it across my nipples while you sleep next to me. My legs open, a ...nee rests high up on your thigh. As I reach for my swollen and still moist mound you stir but do not awaken. My clitoris is hard against my finger and I stroke it firmly. I turn my face towards you. On your side you sleep, your face so close to mine I can feel your breath on my cheek. Your arm is thrown across my stomach. The sensations my. Casey used his bow for most of the hunting. It wouldn't give away their position like the sound of a rifle shot. Dixie went with him on his hunts. She was fairly quiet in the woods, but Casey was a ghost. He moved with so little noise that he could almost walk right up on his target. Casey taught Dixie how to be quieter.Twice a day they would hook up the radio and listen to the reports from the city. The Nation Guard and the police were gaining more control and the government had finally found. Her daughter had been kidding her about being out of date, and talked her into buying a more revealing suit that she only wore to sun herself in. She never wore it around her husband or company at their parties.Now Gabriella stood, with her eyes closed. With her arms bound behind her, her long-stemmed pink nipples seemed to point skyward. Her shaven cleft seemed to cling desperately to the defenseless fabric between her legs. Gabriella sobbed as she felt the cold blade move between her legs.. “God,” she said. “Either it’s been too long or you’ve gotten much bigger.” “Now you’re just sucking up,” I said, as I pushed her legs up into the air and began pounding her as hard as I could. As I thrusted away, her eyes locked with mine as her moans echoed through the living room. “Oh God -- fuck me! Fuck my pussy!” she commanded. So ... I pulled my cock completely from her. And she was pissed … until I dropped below her waist and went down on her again.I didn’t just eat her. It was more like.