I ate her to a climax and was just lounging down there licking up her juices and soaking up the wonderful smell of my wife when she starts talking to ...me.“You know I rove you more than anything in hoe world my husband.”I paused my licking and looked up into her big brown slanted eyes. “Yes I know you do my loving wife.” I said picking up on her references and speaking in the manor that Korean’s do when speaking of love.“I have son-thing to tell you my husband.”“What is it Hae-eu?”“I fuckee son. His parents were away and they trusted the 16 year old to look afterhimself, he was quite a big lad and, truth be told, quite a bully atschool. Given that no one would know what he was up to, he gave way tohis odd impulse and began to select an outfit . First he chose a pair ofthe odd bloomers, he could not have explained why, he just had to. Thiswas followed by a rigidly boned corselet, which moulded his shape into afeminine configuration, with a narrow waist pushing displaced flesh upinto the. . did she know? She sit's up and grabs my face kissing me and pushing her tongue in my mouth. I pull her shirt over her head and suck on her right nipple biting down. Working my way down I can smell her sweet scent. Mmmmm she smells fucking amazing. I dive right into her wet cunt. Lapping up all her juices that sit on her lips. She's moaning, so loud that it's driving me crazy. I flick her clit with my tongue faster and faster, she starts to rock on my face but that's when I stop. She cannot. Then she checked the skies.It was a beautiful day, bright and sunny.She'd rather it was snowing.She woke up hungry and cold. She ate the last of her store-bought cereal,and all of her maker bacon. She washed it down with a cup of hot water.No more coffee. No more hot chocolate. She checked her supplies. She wasalmost out of food again. All that remained was some acorn meat thatneeded a few more hours on the boil.*Coffee is available.*"No, guys. I'm out of coffee."*Coffee is available. Haus.