. And I started driving trains ... It’s the closest I could find to flying planes ... Riding right at the front of the train, the world flying by ...... For a long time I was a very good girl ... But driving trains is a piss-poor substitute, there’s no thrill to it ... So I started looking for excitement to fill the gap ... And I slipped back into feeding my cunnie whatever it wanted...”“And that all leads us to here, today, with me, on the United Kingdom of Zoo...”Emma smiles again, sighs as she. I didn’t want to release his big dick, but I really loved his tongue. I slithered up his tummy and chest, then spread my thighs around his face and jammed my oozing pussy onto his mouth.Jack really knows how to suck a pussy, and his amazing tongue had me ready in no time. When I’m super aroused I sometimes squirt, and today was clearly one of those days. I orgasmed and unloaded a half-cupful of my clear, hot pussy fluid right into his mouth.I knew he loved it, and he drank what he could while. Giving answers. And those answers yield more questions, which yield more answers.”“So kind of like Socrates?” he asked.“Exactly like Socrates! Though I’m not going to call him, Plato, and Aristotle ‘morons’,” I chuckled.“The Princess Bride!” Len laughed.“Exactly. Vizzini was outsmarted because he didn’t consider ALL the possibilities. That’s part of what we’re here to talk about. How to think ‘outside the box’, so to speak. How to decide which cup of wine to choose, or from the other side, how. “Come in,” she warmly stated waving a hand. Stepping inside; my gaze was instantly drawn to the fact that she’d obviously changed into her usual floral house‑coat and was sitting at her dressing table looking in my direction. “Come here,” she softly demanded when seeing me. “Because I want ask you something else.” Hearing the instruction I took a couple of steps before standing directly in front of her. “What is it,” I asked rather stupidly looking down, and as I stared I suddenly noticed that.