I made my way down her breasts and belly and started to lick her very wet pussy. I sucked her pussy lips and played with her clit with the tip of my ...ongue.I started rubbing her pussy with my finger, then inserted one. Then two. She was squirming and moaning loudly. Then as I always do, I took my other hand and put one finger and started slowly playing with her ass. I put my finger in her ass and she really started moaning. So I decided she really must like it so I took a second finger and put. One was officially the property of the Whitney in New York. It was their second purchase, and the head curator called angling for a third. All twenty of my meager entrees wound up walking out the door opening night. That was a Friday. Monday I called in to the warehouse and spoke to my boss. "Remember how on Friday you were my supervisor?" "Yea, whatcha gettin' at?" "Well, today is Monday, and you aren't."So goes the story of how I managed to be guiding a small outboard motor towards a dinky. He was very good at this and went to work on me. Soon he had my hips bucking off the couch and he hadn’t ever touched my clit yet. When that happened I came instantly and shook uncontrollably. He stuck his big tongue deep inside me as I pinched and pulled my own nipples. I couldn’t believe how hard I came. He let me lay there for a moment to catch my breath. He stood up and finally took his shorts off and there it was. His cock was a monster. It was hard but too big and heavy to stand up. It. The Journey - Episode 7: Wastelandby Sylvia WechselThe wasteland, contrary to what the name suggest, is not properly a drydesert. In fact it is considerably wet since I had to go through thestorm belt. The name comes to the fact that almost nobody lives thereanymore. I was traveling with an ox cart again, but this time I had acanvas cover so I could protect myself from the rain and the inclementsun. The part of the road which was under the storm belt was terriblydamaged and in two occasions I.