And of course killer high heeled pointed shoes. As I enter the bar I’m hit with everything all at once, my senses are assaulted. From the dark smoky...alcohol filled air that affects my eyes, nose, and lungs. To the beat of the music which I feel throbbing in my pussy. To the whine of the guitar which threatens to tear out my soul. I look around and find him in the corner. I head to the bar and get two shots, vodka straight up. The liquid fire sliding down my throat is a reminder of the fire I’ll. Just the sight of them makes me want to suckle at them." Emma mumbled between licking and sucking at my nipples. Her tongue was driving me wild with lust. My fingers entwined in her hair at the back of her head, pulling her mouth on to my boobs. She licked and sucked at each in turn, till they were hard as steel and poking out a good half inch.After some time, Emma gently pushed me back onto the bed, and then returned to my breasts before slowly moving lower with her mouth. Kissing her way. Then she said ok babe hang on to the caller on the phone and put the phone down on the bed. She took hold of the two straps on the swimsuit top and slowly pulled them down. Her huge boobs bounced free and my dick just sprung into life. They were amazing, even though id seen them on TV loads of times and wanked to them more times than I can remember just seeing them in the flesh was too much and my dick was soon rock hard straining to get out of my jeans. Daryl rubbed her tits together and. I made it known to them I WASN’T a guest ... I would pay my way. This seemed like a foreign concept – if they invite, then I’m a guest. At first, I had a pallet of my own but soon Flower seemed to creep into my bedroll. I was a little uncomfortable with it at first because every time she did, Sunny watched us like a hawk and I think Grandma was getting an eyeful too. This seemed like a very welcome part of being a house guest. I later learned Flower’s husband had been ‘recruited’ by the north.