My heels found the small of her back and I let them rest there as she licks my pussy, fuck knows, I need it. Her long tongue was like a slithering sna...e as it slipped over and inside of me; alternating between my labia and my clit. I raised myself up on my elbows and opened my legs wide when her tongue slipped all the way in. I could see Sarah’s backside poking out from the blanket which had now been thrust to one side of us and she was on all fours giving me a serious licking. Two of her. Then he sucked her pussy dry of all its delicious juices. He bit down on her clit, drawing blood. He was surprised to find that he enjoyed the taste, and began drinking it down, sucking from her body. He lowered himself to the level of her breasts and bit into them. He bit her neck and her stomach and drank at least a gallon of her delicious red blood. He came over her three more times, until her body started to become cold. Then he untied her and put her body into the freezer for later use.He. He was a lovely man, gentle and popular. He had learned to shoot during a long and highly decorated career in the army and it was a passion of his, one he could not share with my mother who was always unkind to me, mainly I think, because she resented my relationship with him. I was good at shooting pistols and long guns and he encouraged me a lot. At University I joined the gun club and became even more proficient. When I was old enough, he took me shooting deer and wild boar in Central Asia.. Finally, he observed her body settle down as she cradle a handful of jizz in the palm of her hand. "Eat it, bitch!" he commanded. He saw the look of disdain in her eyes, like she hated him for thinking she would do such a filthy thing. But seconds later, he just laughed as she dipped her pink tongue into the slimy puddle in her hand. He knew that she would do anything he asked at this point in time. When she was done with her liquid meal, he gruffly said "Okay, bitch! Stand up and give me.