.. "Do you like grinding on my face? Please come on my face, come for me..... My tongue is yours......place what you want on my hot mouth...... Your n...pples are so hard, these tits barely fit in my hands...... "Oh yes", you moan. "Take all my juices as I cum on your face." Your hands grab my head as you shudder and slide over my hard working tongue......getting the juicy reward they have been craving...... the release of your juices from deep inside your womb.....dripping outs my tongue. But I'm eighteen and a half." Gee, I'm sorry, Kristy, but I really do need to see some form of ID," Tony said solemnly."Oh, I can vouch for Kristy," Heather said. "I'm six months older than she is." Good enough for me," Pruett said, not realizing that he would live to regret saying it later on. Tony shook his head, mentally castigating his buddy, but held his tongue."All right then Kristy, Heather, are you ready to become famous?" Like in a video?" Heather asked."Like in a Girls Gone Wild. The doctors keep promising medicines to make me better but what I have cannot be cured. They'll give me something to make it better. Something to slow my death and calm me for a few weeks, but the infection always comes back. It's there, living in my body, a constant reminder of my past sins. I want to yell for the doctors to leave me alone and let me die. I don't want to live. I want it all to end. This disease has destroyed my entire future. If I could do everything over again, I would.. She wasn’t about to announce that it was her first date and she was nervous about it.It was a pleasant drive to work that morning. Jerry had taken the old truck. He enjoyed the reactions of the other drivers as they passed or drove beside the truck. Even after two years, it still had an impact when someone saw it for the first time. Pulling into the parking lot, he parked the truck where it could be seen from the street. It wasn’t that he enjoyed showing it off, but that he was really proud of.