.. whatever else we do, we’ll always do this! We’ll always tongue each other’s assholes!” Alycen begged Joanna, unwilling to ever give up this...pleasure in life that she had sampled it.“Oh, fuck, yes! My butt ... your butt ... we’ll make regular dates for eating each other there ... and maybe the other hole, too. What are your thoughts about cunnilingus?” Joanna teased Alycen with a swipe across the taint toward her bushy, juicy twat.“Yes ... yes ... fuck, yes!” Alycen agreed easily to such a. " Oh, Jack, I just don't know what ta do. Does ya really think that Sam could care fer me?" I nodded a yes. "How 'bout his equipment? Is he as big as Alice says ya are?" Well, I ain't sure that I should say nothin' on that subject. However, I'm dead sure that Sam would be happy ta show ya what he has ifen ya'd just ask him." I figured that I was bein' smart with that remark, since I didn't figure that Annie would ever say nothin' along those lines ta Sam. But, I figured that it would buy me. This is a life-changing kind of place.”Jennifer smiled at us. “Don’t be so nervous, dears. I can only imagine what is going through your heads.”“Mortified…” piped up Sue.“Freaked out,” I said.“Look,” Jennifer continued, “you do not have to do anything you do not want to do. Some people like to go to the beach and sunbathe and drink frozen drinks for the entire week. Then there are others on the other end of the spectrum that are trying to expand their sexual boundaries to levels you guys. “I shoulda known you’d have one of these for Troy.” Nigel Mander said to Contessa Helena de San Finzione as he held open the passenger door of the 1965 Aston-Martin DB-V he’d selected from the garage. “Proper color and everything. Surprised it ain’t the real one.”“The museum won’t part with the original,” Helen explained once he’d gotten in the driver’s seat. I’ve tried everything but crime and The Thing because I know Troy would just return it if I got it those ways. One of those ‘how you got.