I’ve got a bottle of gin that’s three years old,” he said. “Occasionally I’ll buy a six-pack of the good stuff, like if I decide to watch a ...ootball game or such.”“I saw your liquor cabinet,” I said. “I kinda snooped.”“Uh ... nothing to hide, Mimi. My worst vices are fishing and such. I used to like camping out when I was a kid. I’m not enough of a loner to enjoy it now, though. Have gone to deer camp with a bunch of buddies, but I don’t go for the late night drinking and such. I’m the stick in. Your pussy is dripping wet as my fingers find your heat. "Good dream?" I ask. "Oh yes, I dreamed you were eating me while another guy was holding my hands and thrusting his cock down my throat!" you reply. Now I know you have had dreams and fantasies about being teamed, but this is the first time I've seen the evidence of exactly how much it turns you on. I bring my fingers up to my mouth and lick your juices off them and from my cupped palm that you have filled with your desire. I whisper in. Jenny surmised that someone should design some sort of clamp to hold the pussy lips open and exposed so they are always ready for penetration. At that point my ultimate goals for education became crystal clear: an engineering degree!Meanwhile, the dispenser of all stimulating punishment had found an even more efficient method of pleasuring me by pulling upwardly, dragging each bump of the carrot across my clit.Then it came. Suddenly and out of nowhere. Everything inside me surged with energy.. She tries to scream but nothing comes out. Frozen with fear. He swats her shoulder with his massive left paw. Rolling her to her stomach. She lays there naked waiting for the death blow to come but it does not. She feels his hot breath on her neck and drool sliding down and covering part of her right breast. Then a long wet toung coils around her neck and under her chin across her throat, then slithers back. He huffs and she feels his scalding breath as it blows part of her hair back and over.