One without the sag. A pussy that was fresh and tight. Everyone agreed with him on that. That much was obvious. He’d talk to others and ask them whi...h they’d prefer, and they’d all tell him that they’d prefer young pussy, fresh pussy, and it would be the best pussy.He swilled down the rest of his scotch, and stood up. He stumbled a bit as he did, but he had a purpose, a reason for what he wanted. He knew what he wanted. Now he just had to get it.He stumbled from his study, out into the Foyer of. She sat in an armchair opposite his."Mr. Conroy, I have been driving the streets aimlessly for over an hour. I had been worried since he had told me whom he was going to see tonight. Your name had been thrown around for the past months, and I was concerned about what you were doing and why. But I couldn't say anything to Roland."What could I say about what I knew about you that wouldn't invite further question? You had tried those several times to meet with me and I had always refused you. I. Since I renting only month to month it would be no trouble getting out of here. When we finally got off the phone I found myself in the best mood I've been in for a long time. That everything was going to be normal again.Waking up Sunday morning I found myself very relaxed. After getting dressed I took a walk out onto my back patio for some fresh air on this sunny morning. Stepping outside to get some peace I found anything but. Jerome happened to be outside him self cursing out loud. Yelling. “Man this guy is good!” she thought.Finally he started to eat me out with slow licks on my thighs and then around the out side of my soaking lips. Next he traced the outline of my labia working his long tongue into my hole. He moved his long tongue up into my pussy and flicked it around inside. Next he moved to my clit licking it lightly. Very slowly he applied more pressure with his tongue, moving it up and down my pussy with long slow stokes, eating me out like a master, taking his time. I.