“And, once I’ve brought you off, and drunk down everything that your tasty tool can offer me, I’m gonna suck you hard all over again, and you ar... gonna schtup the stuffings out of me, until I cream all over your hot throbbing fuckstick! I want you to jet your love lotion all over my ovaries, and then we’ll fall asleep together, so I can listen to you breathe all night long. Unless, of course, I awaken overnight and decide I want some more of that good nookie you do so well!”Gotta love a woman. Inevitably, as theultimate punishment, I beat her with my meaty club, burying mypillar in her forbidden pit, to our mutual relief. She dares not sleep in the dead woman's room, so she sharesmy bed. Oft times, late at night, or even in the morning, I willdevote myself to licking her naked body, all over, as if to batheher with my saliva. Her little breasts, still girlish, are aperfect mouthful, and, when I lave her lower labia with mytongue, the taste of her juices is heavenly to me. She. You come back with another drink for us and tell me when we have finished this we have to leave. I can`t decide whether to drink it fast so we can go or take my time and enjoy the anticipation of what is going to happen. As we leave the pub I ask you how long it will take us to get wherever we are going, you tell me just a few minutes, and you tell me when you stop the car I have to put a blindfold on. My mind is going wild with all the thoughts of what could be going to happen. What seems. That way there would be room for all of them. "Here we are," Barry announced once they arrived, gesturing around his pitiful place. There hadn't been much left since Cindy had gotten finished wit him. "No," Barry corrected himself, "Bitch." Bitch, Witch and Cocksucker. He had just made them even more what they already where, and thought it appropriate that they had names to match. "You've got a message," Frankie giggled, pointing to the answering machine. Barry frowned and pushed the play.