Not a bump, really, a nudge, a slight graze over her ass with what was surely a hand. Turning around, prepared to be furious, she stopped, stunned. It...was him. Him, the one exception to her many rules against dating colleagues, him, the firefighter she had met and kissed like an out of control teenager one night in an empty call room in the emergency department at the hospital. Him. Her breath suddenly came short as she took in his presence. He was smiling, and in that moment, she felt the. Get your tongue in my asshole.” Cindy lifted his cock and balls so she could get easy access to Scott’s asshole and ran her tongue up and down his ass crack, still jerking on his dick, “That’s it baby, lick my ass like the little ass licking slut that you are. Oh god, that feels so good Cindy, keep licking my ass. Stick your tongue in there and fuck my asshole with your tongue you little bitch. Oh yea, that’s it, my dick is getting hard from you licking my ass baby.” Cindy was the horniest she. At last, I could be who Iam, I thought. I could be myself--my true self. I could be me.Of course, there was a good chance that I hadn't been caught on tape,after all, I reminded myself. Mike had been interviewing the people atthe mall about something--a local event, most likely. It was true thatmy little show had gone down in front of the men and women who'dgathered around the reporter, but that didn't mean that the camera hadbeen pointed my way. It was unlikely, I thought, that the cameraman. Bumping into each other and pulling apart like smoke. I had claws and you had claws. We were snatching at each other. Harder and harder now. I could almost feel these imaginary things on my body. This smoke, these scales, those nails. And I’m hinting about bed rooms and blankets. Complaining of the cold just so you can warm me. Touch me, taste me, feel me, desire me, want me, so much that we burn with passion. So much that it aches. Tow drinks later and I’m in a backseat. One back seat later,.