Sto-aw-awwwwp! Dooooooooooooh St-ah-hah-hah-hah!"Valerie squirmed in her chair, her eyes rolled up in her head and she shuddered as Candyass lapped at... her turbo-charged twat."Don't stop!" she begged. "Don't stop!"She was oblivious to everything but the practiced cunilinguas of the bimbo between her knees. Tracey stared in horror at her willful friend instantly reduced to a mess of saporal lust. The horror was compounded by how turned on she was getting by watching the whole scene. Her own pussy. Jessica knew that he was serious about his work and he was trying to help everyone, but couldn’t resist teasing him either. Also Eliot was a wealth of information. He always had an answer for any question she had. For someone who hadn’t been converted, he knew an awful lot about everything. Even for studying them as long as he had, it was as if he inside information that you could only know if you were one of the pack. It was the question in the back of her mind that she always had when ever. Sh...Shut the fuck up! Ok...Fuck...Ok, I'll ask her!”Then I saw a head pop up from the other side of the booth. Our eyes meet and I quickly looked away. I was getting nervous. He walked up to our table. Luis got defensive from the start.“Yes...something we can help you with?”“Sorry, I don't want any trouble. Just wanted to ask this fine girl if I could smell her feet?”Luis got up. He was way bigger. “What did you just say?”“Luis! Hey, Luis. Sit down. He’s only asking!” I looked at the guy.. She then pointed to her water glass, and I grabbed it and held the styrofoam cup with the straw up to her mouth, so she could take a drink.She looked back at me with tears leaking from her eyes, and I gave her a tissue to wipe them away.“If you don’t want to talk about it, I will understand,” I said as I tried to console her.“No I should talk about it,” she said softly. “I got home in the late afternoon Saturday from shopping at the mall. Ron and his friend Pete were sitting at the kitchen.