I fill another glass with orange juice and soda, sensing that hydration is paramount. A couple of guys are standing around chatting while they fortify... with a small helping of pasta salad. It seems weird to eat whilst such sordid acts are going on just yards away. But eating and fucking are nothing more or less than the fundamentals of life, when I think about it. Why shouldn’t they go in the same room? It’s the prevailing morality that’s twisted, not us. It’s time to get in line for the. Gina wasn't about to stop for two seconds to answer that, she was eating out her best friend's pussy and loving it like there was no tomorrow. That was when Valerie began moving around a little bit and the bed began to shake. It shook the dresser causing a jewelry box fall to the floor and make a noise."Shit, what was that?" Gina asked."It was my jewelry box, I don't think the girls heard though, get your face back in there," Valerie replied.So Gina went back to eating Valerie's pussy,. "Not to big or big small.....just right....lovely," she responded somewhat breathlessly. I lifted her up by her arm pits and lifted the big baggy sweater she wore and saw her breasts, pale and smallish, each with a dark arect nipple which I eagerly took into my mouth and suckled upon, one and then the other. "Lovely...lovely..." she chanted softly. "Bite them just a bit, darling." I obediently obeyed all her requests. I was also simultaneously attempting to get her jeans open and down her. In farm country you see many with such losses.He was gracious enough to take me to my hotel in the little electric car that seemed to represent the transportation means in the town. They were supplemented by a trolley system running on the major surface roads. While we slowly passed through town I noted several more handicapped persons on the streets. Some were limping and using canes, others had full head coverings, or carried themselves as if they had lost parts of their bodies. It was.