The world is filled with illusions, then we slumber in a land dreams.’ ‘You saw the feather? Where did it go?’ Jane blared, while her eyes surve...yed her surroundings. The elderly woman raised her finger and pointed towards the smoke trail that now lay on the alley floor like a foggy carpet. ‘Follow the feather of the Owl and you will find what you seek.’ ‘What is it I seek?’ ‘We all seek the wisdom of the Owl?’ The old woman snickered, ‘Dreams can teach us of the steps we will take in life.’ ‘I. But before long I was asking questions about “B” & “C”’s previous meetings. How long ago did they first meet? Did they see each other regularly? Nothing really explicit, though sometimes a more exciting answer was given. Like when I asked whether they always met up here, and the answer was “Usually. But sometimes at my place. And sometimes somewhere outside…” Obviously that prompted a follow up question from me, and before long I was listening baited breath to the stories of his adventures in. I slid the tip of my tongue along the length of her glistening slit, then puckered my lips to kiss her clit. This all felt so natural to me, even though I had never done anything like this before. I sucked on her clitoris, the sensitive nub surrounded by my lips, then brushed against it with the tip of my tongue. I could hear her intake of breath and felt her legs tighten around my head. I released her clit and slid my tongue between her velvet lips; my nose brushed against her clitoris as I. .you fucked Keith is his single cab pickup right on the side of a main highway ? Yeah she said, it was exciting. I don't believe you I said ( I really did I was just in a hurry to get to that pussy) well pull down my pantyhose and have a wiff of what Keith's crotch smells like. Oh she is so nasty some times. I did just that , her legs where kinna sweaty and her pussy was a tad red, I'd never thought that she was just fucked by looking at her pussy. I ran a finger up the slit and I could tell.