I began to push my tongue into her asshole. I was fucking her with my tongue and she was loving it. Then she pulled my face to her pussy. "My pussy... is full of cum, your cum, Taste it, clean it, You want it, I know and I want to give it to you. Be my pussy cleaner." I was so hot.I began to lick the cum from her pussy.Her thighs squeezed my head as she began to face fuck me. I was in heaven. No woman had ever reacted so strongly to me eating her pussy.At that moment my entire world was. Jane found that she felt that home was where Jim was. Was this love? Jane thought so. Now, she just had to convince him that he didn't really need to farm, he needed to be with her in Heinlein. Maybe she could convince Jim to mothball his farm for the next season so she could give him a taste of life away from it; she'd work on it.It was no surprise to Jane to find that farm life was not for her; she'd known that since she was a child. But she had to be subtle; she couldn't bad-mouth the farm. He uncorked a small brown bottle. Shamustook a place next to him, holding a tin cup of water liberally lacedwith potion. He had deliberately made the dosage strong, on thechance that the lad was too weak to take in very much of it.Upshaw was passing the ammonia fumes of the salts under ThornCaldwell's nose. Nothing. It began to seem that he would never againawaken in this lifetime, when, of a sudden, the lad's shoulderslurched and his eyes popped open."Boy," said the doctor, "do you know. Swaying on her feet next to the bed, she clung to George and whimpered, “Where is the toilet? I’m going to be sick.” So, George walked her, as quickly as her hesitant steps allowed, into the adjoining bathroom.As Jennifer sank to her knees to embrace the toilet bowl, her hands slipped. She would have fallen in her vomit on the floor, but George caught her. Holding her head gently but firmly over the bowl, Jennifer rid herself of most of the night’s toxic mix.After her ordeal, Jennifer sat,.