The head of your cock hits the back of my mouth and I swallow, years of training and practice making it easy. Straight away you are fucking my slut m...uth like a cunt, and all I can do is hum my pleasure and rub my clit furiously to show you how much I am loving it. Suddenly you push me away - not too roughly, but certainly firmly, and I rock back onto my heels to look up at you while I work to bring myself back under control. I haven’t stopped rubbing my clit yet, but I’m doing it now in. Instead, Monique smiled. Besides, the older woman's praise was welcome. Although Monique had heard this compliment many times during the past year, she never tired of it. On the contrary, she loved to hear such kind words, for they made her think of Richard. Dear, sweet, generous Richard Hunter had been the love of her life before the heart attack had taken him away from her forever, leaving her with only precious memories of him - and one present as unique and loving as Richard himself had. I was checked out there and sent home; being told that I didn't have an attack, possibly just a nervous anxiety attack.They gave me a sedative and Joanne brought me home.I missed work Friday and Saturday, but kept in touch with Joanne and worked from home on my computer. State budgetary issues that I had to work on with my staff were due soon and I had to get back as we all were working 6 days. I returned to work on Monday not knowing if I should go for my usual walk and lunch or not. God, I. " Well said, Mustapha. You paint quite a picture. I wouldn't mind seeing that myself." said Captain Carruthers, sipping his wine."You can see it, darling. The last bit anyway. I've seen them eat each others pussy. They both came," said Cindy."Is that true Zenobia?" asked the Captain. She could see his white slacks were becoming tented at the groin at the thought. Cindy saw it too."You and Mary Anne enjoyed some mutual pussy eating? Incestuous lesbianism. How decadent." We were forced to by the.