Ms. Betty moaned louder and grabbed the back of my head. “Holy shit, don’t stop,” she almost screamed. I continued to suck, moving my lips and f...licking my tongue around her engorged clit. Ms. Betty was shaking as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body. I increased how hard I was sucking a bit and pressed a bit harder with my tongue as I ground my lips against the base of her clit. Ms. Betty now had both hands on the back of my head, her legs had come off the bed and were kicking wildly as she. " You should be doing this," he grumbled as he shook the metal container."I put my name on the list," Amanda said. "Shirl says I might get a shot at the upstairs bar when it opens."Scott poured the liquid concoction into a glass."Garnish with an orange slice and a maraschino cherry." I hope that's okay," he said as he handed the glass to her."You did great. Nice meeting you," she said."See you around," he replied. He enjoyed watching her walk away, but he had the thought that Shirl might not. "Can't you just summon it away?" I believe I could," Blaster replied, sitting next to the visibly astounded warrior. "The problem is... I dropped the staff."Gareth cocked an eye at the thin Poet."Where?" Where else?" the Muse replied grimly. "You can just see the end of it peeking out under its right forepaw."Gareth crawled back to the top of the knoll and peaked again."I can't see it." Sure you can," the Muse joined him. "It is black and shiny, with its top carved in the shape of a. Wondering what the hell was going on. Ryan came in, without knocking, as usual, and sat down, univited, on my bed. I looked at him. "What do you want? I'm sick of you and dad. Get out!" I stood up and started trying to pull him off my bed, without any sucess. Too bad he was an athlete, I would have pounded him to death. "What do you want? Oh and make it quick! I have packing to do." I said, turning my back away from him as i pulled out my pink suitcase from under my bed, hitting his foot with.