His face was covered, he tasted it and to his surprise, it tasted good!“Fuck me, Beth that was something else.”“Do it more Mike – lick it more...” said Maggie.Mike continued his oral onslaught and was rewarded with a second and third gush of girl juice all over his upper body. On the last squirt, both Mike and Maggie tried to swallow as much female spunk as they could.“Come and fuck me Mike, that always makes me squirt more,” said Beth.Mike jumped at the chance to fuck Beth and dropped his jeans. She is blonde and the prettiest girl we’ve ever interviewed.” Rex eyed Gladys curiously. Gladys nervously continued, “Sir, she did the online computer application. Just arrived in town last week, and is already working as a dancer at The Palomino Club.” “Alabama?” Looking out the window, Rex scratched his chin. “Yes sir, Alabama. I printed out her application with photos, sir.” “Yeah, give those to me.” Gladys got out of her seat and handed the pages to Mr. Reno. The entire staff watched. Gibbs was planning on working on the boat all day and Tony'd mentioned a war film fest, so casual clothes would do. Tony himself had changed into jeans that molded to his ass like a second skin and a soft button down shirt.They settled at the table, newspaper folded on the empty chair, three huge rolls on their plate each. "Gonna have to work this off later," Gibbs remarked, giving Tony a gentle smile. Now that his duty was done, Gibbs could begin to relax and make the most of their midweek. Please describe your flavor.” Her eyes narrowed and she leaned forward. Her lips shined a bit more, or perhaps it's just at that moment I longed to kiss them. To kiss her. To kiss all of her.I tasted myself, not an unfamiliar flavor, for I often tasted myself when I imagined myself beneath another woman, tasting her, I would taste myself and help me imagine the slippery fluid was hers, given as a reward to me. “My taste is slightly musky, Miss, but light and sweet.” Then I took my fingers deep,.