Her pussy was shaved and oh Lord, how I love a shaved pussy. She tasted so sweet I ate her until she came --not only once--but twice.Suddenly, she pus...ed me off and said, "It's your turn."I stood up from between her legs. She kissed me deep. I was so turned on.When a woman kisses me that deeply right after I just ate her pussy it's enough to drive me crazy. Apparently, it did her too.Right after the kiss she practically ripped my clothes off and dropped to her knees to gave me one hell of a. It seemed like I had heard that word somewhere, so I looked it up in the library the next time we went to town. I found references to it, along with some pictures. None of them were as scary as Smokey.We could really practice now. I couldn't imagine any shields stronger than the ones we had. It was a good thing, too. We had reached the point where we could tap power almost anywhere, but it was so strong at our place it was dangerous. We had to be careful how much we used, to keep from blowing. I opened the big heavy steel outside doors. She went inside first then I followed and closed the glass patio door behind us. Once I was in the kitchen I started the single cup coffee maker. I turned to her and learned back to the counter,Lisa kissed me way too passionately for 7AM even if was Friday. "I have been dreaming of doing that. Now that you are officially not a suspect, I can do it," she said.I knew better than to ask her why I was no longer a suspect. I just returned her kiss and. "Marisa," Brooke called out to get noticed. Marisa's face brightened up and a smile replaced the frown as she approached Brooke."Hi Brooke! Girlfriend let me tell you something you owe me big for this one,” Marisa said in her rapid fire speaking cadence. "What's wrong?" a concerned Brooke asked. "Nothing now, but that asshole Willie made me give him a “Gojo” hand job before he would hook you up, what a freak," Marisa whispered, before muttering angrily in Spanish. After giving the counter man.