Not to worry, she assured, I know just what to do. Without a moment of hesitation, she forced me to the ground and buried her face in my boobs. Oh yes... I moaned as she began playing with them. Her tongue, lips and hands danced from breast to breast for the next few seconds. As great as it felt, I soon began craving more. How was that? she asked after pulling away. I smiled. Awesome, I admitted, But I still feel a little tension. Where? I could not help but giggle as I pointed to my pussy. A. ’ Not may be, not could be, but IS ... hazardous. The label should also read, ‘Pussy is linked to insanity, heart attacks and depression. Pussy kills.’ That’s what it should fucking say. Shit, they do it with cigarettes. Not that we stupid bastards would swear off fucking as a nasty habit. You think they could make a patch to keep us from fucking pussy?”While I was pretty much in agreement with Bill’s assessment of the vagina, I still thought there was at least one or two out there without. The giant behind the drum set was still playing some farewell filler, while the rest of the band finished their beers. I turned to see Tim furtively exchanging phone numbers and sloppy kisses with a bovine woman at least twice his age. I grabbed him by the arm and started steering him toward the street. ‘You know, they’re called beer goggles because they make you see things differently. That girl was hideous.’ ‘No way. I mean, she was a little chubby, but her face was aight’ ‘Whatever, Captain. "A cunt my dear", he said as he again got between those lovely white thighs "Is where I put my cock and it is where I fuck". She giggled as she felt the head of his very black cock begin to rub up against her still throbbing crack.Omen may have just blown his balls, but this woman was his idea of absolute paradise in his understanding of sexual desires. He let his cock rub her up and down, letting it vanish amid the heavy growth of hair between her legs and as his cock began to again get.