She said it was called 'sucking', but you didn't do any sucking at all. She remembered those cigarettes Po shared with her. And that time Po let her d...ink some beer, which made her feel really funny for hours afterwards."Yeah!" she said. "That sounds cool." 'Cool'?" sniffed her father."Not now, dear!" said Karen's mother impatiently. "Now, Po's been pretty ill. In fact, she almost died. It's something to do with the drugs she took. I think she took heroin and cocaine and some other drugs with. I was sitting on the ground and opened her lips. The stream was coming right on my face. I she finished peeing and drops were falling off her pubic hair slowly. I licked her pussy again and now her juice had a mixture of pee along with cum. I sucked some of it in my mouth and transferred it in her mouth through a kiss. She drank her own juice without any resistance. By now even she was feeling hot.I unzipped my pants and asked her to hold my dick. She did it willingly and after stroking it she. James continues taking pictures, but now of us. I hand her the canteen. She takes a swig, water spilling over her chin onto her breasts. I lap the cascading water from her body, teasing her nipples with my tongue. Driving back to the camp, Sam and James cannot stop talking about the lions. As we drive up, I can see Janine kneeling between Chantelle Tailor’s legs, inspecting our client’s pussy up close. Bill Tailor is stroking his cock, lazily looking at the two women. The dried cum on Janine’s. Look could you have a word with her. Maybe she would benefit from some discipline.”“You could be right.” Steve said.“I am, its time madam learned her place. Would you?” I asked.“When do you want me to start?” Steve asked.It was five minutes later that I closed the door behind me, I hesitated for an instant. Had I done the right thing? Sure that I had, I got into my car, and drove off. I heard the front door close, and walked into the front room. I was just wearing the thong. Mum would throw a.