'You are such a slut, letting me finger fuck you. You know you want it!' he whispered in my ear; and i did want it.Him talking dirty to me, made me bu...k my hips even more. 'You fucking slut, like getting your pokey played with.' I nodded my head in agreement.When i was good and wet, he knelt down and nuzzle his head between my legs, making me open them wider and began to eat my pussy. I grinded my cunt into his face as the juices coat his face and he laped and lick my dripping pussy. By now he. These temptresses were dangerous and had to be stopped. The Eliminator ran up from behind and clotheslined her with his right arm sending her to the floor. She tried to regain her feet but he kicked her powerfully in the side, and she passed out. This female threat was vanquished and he felt grim satisfaction as he surveyed their beaten forms lying on the ground. Staring at the physical destruction around him The Eliminator tried to calm down. All was quiet and he was shaking at how close he. My dick had gone limp while I spent so much time munching on Cassidy's pussy. But she just brushed her red bangs behind her ears and hunched over me, taking my prick between her thumb and forefinger while smiling impishly. "I know you're tired from all that, baby. But now it's my turn." And with that she bent over and set to bringing me back to life.She was doing a fantastic job of reviving me, with perfect pressure and firmness and tongue. I started to remember that I was the one who'd taught. On the Saturday night, it snowed heavily, making my visit impossible. I called Jennifer and expressed my regrets. I lost contact with Jennifer and more years passed, but fairly recently I was told by an old friend where she now lives. We re-gained contact and are in frequent correspondence. We Email each other often, but it took me several weeks to find the courage to ask her about Elizabeth. I told her that, even after all these years, Elizabeth still holds a very special, very private place.