It’s one of the best shows I’ve been in; I’m sad it’s coming to an end, but the writers decided that they needed to kill my character off, to ...let Andrew’s character develop and to bring in some new plot developments.”“Bummer,” I said. “So how do you die? Car accident? Shot on the street?”“No, nothing as dramatic; I fall sick, and die; despite ‘John’s’ medical training, he can’t save me, and he blames himself ... so to make up, he will be joining the Army medical corps, and heading off to Europe. “Eat my cunt!”My tongue delved deeper, slurping up the dew in the folds of her pussy as she moaned gently, her hips slowly moving back and forth, smearing her teen essence onto my cheeks and chin. The scent and taste of her drove me to probe deeper until all I could do was suck on the tender entrance to her womb.Wrapping my arms around her thighs, my hands reached up, cupping her pendulous breasts as I moaned into her cunt. My fingers dug into the soft orbs, kneading her nipples, making her. Then they saw the come-juice seeping out. Some whispering between them, until Lisa nodded."Okay, you go first, and I will see if she can make me come," she declared, "but then I get to taste her."She squatted over my face, shaved pussy in front of me. The pussy was lowered so I could reach with my mouth while Kay started eating me, enjoying the come-juice, and teasing the clit with tongue and fingers. After a climax, I was always so sensitive, so I knew she would make me come very easily.I was. That might have been the best thing ever. First, there was the greeting hug and feeling Donna’s incredible breasts softly pressed against my chest. I held the hug a little longer than necessary but she showed no inclination to break it off.“I think you’ve missed me as much as I’ve missed you,” she finally laughed.“Me, too,” Beca said, soon lost in Donna’s embrace.“You were here yesterday!” Donna said. Nonetheless, she held the hug with Beca at least as long as she had with me. I could see.