I massaged her breasts and uncontrollably proceeded to her panties. I sniffed at her panty, licked it a few times and slid it to one side. Her thick c...nt lips were peeking through dense bushy hair. As the lights were on I could clearly appreciate the dark color of her labia and the pink slit in the middle. Her clitoris was looking like a small dark penis and was very erect. The whole area was glistening with wetness of her flowing juices. I lapped at her labia, then rolled her clitoris between. The other girls in Amy’s dormitory room were all city girls, born and bred and they considered Amy as a rustic female without the polish of a qualified city girl with the advantage of a feminine style that emphasized things like fancy French undies and scents that tickled Amy’ nose in an unpleasant manner. She far preferred the walking boots that she wore for her long walks in the woods and even used for running around the track behind the football field during the hours of darkness. The oldest. She went back to her childish, whale-shaped bag and took out a small glass beaker covered in cellophane. A thick, creamy-white liquid formed a small layer at the bottom of the glass. Phil didn't need to ask to know the liquid was semen, probably his. Cerulea took off the cellophane covering and left the beaker in the centre of the chalk circle."What about the other ingredients?" Phil asked."What other ingredients?" Cerulea asked."You know, mice, other things."Cerulea looked at Phil. "What would. “Like six inches around. You gonna have to be gentle.”“I got you!”Royal bobbed down and began kissing the bulbous head. “Ooh wee,” squirmed Cortez. As Royal moved down his shaft, he groaned. “Ain’t nobody sucked my dick like this before.”Royal looked up. A stream of spittle running from his heart-shaped mouth to Cortez’s manhood. His hazel eyes gleaming. “Faggots do it better.” Then, he went right back to work sucking it. Cortez could not help but write with pleasure. “Ooh shit! Oh fuck!.