I could not reach the rest of her pussy slit from where I was, so I asked her ta spread her legs an' let me climb between them soz I could reach her b...tter. She did that, an' I got between her thighs an' bent over ta kiss her pussy again. Sarah had been leakin' liquid the whole time since I saw her take off her dress, so she was pretty wet. I knew that the liquid was not piss, soz I was curious what it tasted like.I touched my tongue ta her slit ta git a little taste test. She did not taste. I will, however, attempt to answer your study questions in the spirit they deserve.One hears so often how men are always focused on sex, fall short on qualities and actions, are failing women, are annoying women, and a lot more.If I didn't know better, I would think you spend your time eavesdropping on men at the local bar. I will suggest that location plays a role in what you hear about men.Men are not always focussed on sex. All of the men I have known - do in fact sleep once in a while.. It was one thing to chat online, or even exchange phone numbers and pictures. But now…now they were 700 miles from home walking into one of the nicest hotels in New York City, and each step brought them closer to a fantasy they both wanted so desperately but neither ever dreamed it would be a reality…He looked up at the towering building in front of them, momentarily taken aback by the sheer size of it. There was no way they had actually made it-after all the planning, the chatting, the jokes. She was still adding ingredients to whatever it was she was creating.I looked to where Thomas was standing. She was looking around as if she was able to see the approaching. "Keep back, Thomas. These things can hurt you," I told her as I began weaving Twilight in my hand, making a pattern of steel."Yes, John, I can feel them. They are searching for Morgan; they need her to join them in their abode," Thomas said, her eyes slightly glazed. Then they cleared. "They shall not have her."I didn't.