Now it's time for the consequences. I think it's time you got a taste of your own." I turned and parted my legs and then pulled my pussy lips apart. "... need a little cleaning. Come on now." I whispered, "Suck my pussy, taste your cum. I want to feel your tongue on me." I lifted one leg onto the desk, spreading my legs further to reveal my cum filled pussy and the wet inner thighs."I want you to lick my pussy and my thighs clean. Then I need you to suck my clit. I want to feel your tongue buried. Cresteri that it was important that she make the sandwich herself, because I was trying to impress a girl. These were authentic grinders that she made, with the cold cuts and the cheeses. She even baked her own bread, and added onions, shredded lettuce, tomatoes, and oil and vinegar. The cheeses that she used, all three of them, were imported from Italy, and tasted nearly perfect. These cheeses were blended, most harmoniously, with three separate kinds of cold cuts, also imported. There was. They might have even had food to share!”I whispered a counterpoint. “Suppose that they thought I should not have my guns? Or, that, packed up like I am, I had some suspicious intent? Or, maybe, they are old fashioned brigands, and would simply take our stuff and send us on our way? None of those scenarios are appealing to me, so I’m gonna bypass them. The park I have my eye on is at the north end of town, and their fire hall is at the south end, next to the school. I think we can slink in, fill. She had written that note—the pictures had come from a set her own brother had purchased, and she had made copies and slid them and her note under the door. It was a little like a suicidal person’s cry for help—trying to kill one’s self in a half assed way in order to be saved. She hoped the note would blow the whistle on the blonde slut who made her life so miserable. Houlihan wouldn’t be satisfied with just spanking and tickling Monica. He’d heard bits and pieces from students, heard Monica’s.
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