"Why does it feel like this?" she wonders.She grabs the sheets and gribs them tightly. The old man begins to notice........"I think you like what i'm ...doing to this little pussy of yours.Have you ever had your pussy eaten before?" Sarah shakes her head no.He smirks and continues to make her little cunt sing from pleasure.It was all to much for her to take. Here is this nasty old hermit of a man eating her pussy and it feels like pure heaven to her. She tries to hold back but her body is getting. It'll mean a lot to me." I'll be back for Spring Break," she promised in return. "I'll tell you about it then."They'd taken his body from the freezer at the local carnaceria (butcher), then Coverly had driven Lenore and Shiplett to San Salvador, where they put Kevin Brophy's remains with dry ice into a sealed coffin, and loaded it onto the 757."Ma'am. You'll need to fill this form out," the flight attendant woke her an hour and a half into the flight."Is there someplace we could get changed?". I begin by whispering in her ear that I simply must taste her—that my need to go down on her is strong. Then I take a bit of time to see what I have to work with. Is she dripping wet in urgent need of release? Is she not wet at all and needing the proper time and attention to coax an orgasm out of her? I begin by just lightly licking the entire pussy. I explore lightly with my tongue, and savior her taste. I take a few very deep breaths to let her know I like what I have found—that simple act. She leaned over and said, "Let me help you." In seconds, she had my cock out and was pushing my pants down to my knees. In seconds, I would be inside her having sex with a girl for the first time.Only fate interceded. Just as we were about to turn fantasy into reality, we heard sirens blaring and blazing lights everywhere. What we hadn't seen was a dozen squad cars lurking around the corner. People were running everywhere. Some running out of the house, others running to see what was happening..