I decided to go see how the dryer was doing and found it still had time so I was in no rush with two naked girls in my house and on my return to the l...ounge Emma looked up at me and smiled, “So sir, what’s your gig sir?” she asked and I could only assume she was asking what I liked.I wasn’t going to lie, “I do like a nice arse Emma” I replied, “You ever had your arse licked?” I continued and both girls screwed up their faces, “Eww, what?” she questioned which basically answered the question and. Holy shit. What a body. Look at those legs, those gorgeous tits. I got t'have some of that.No way. Sorry. Forget it.Come on, that's prime nooky.Not a fucking chance, no sir.And that was how it started. I did some digging and some honest research for a change and found out that she was Melissa, and indeed the senior partner's one and only child, a nineteen-year-old graduate of a second level British college now working on a law degree.Some more digging and careful questions of well-placed. “AAAAHH! PLEASE, COME! COME WITH ME, NIGHTSTORM!” she shrieked. I followed her request. I came and came hard. I came for five whole minutes straight. I only know because my eyes fell on the alarm clock directly across the room. It said 5:30, and by the time I opened my eyes, it was 5:35. “Mmmm, damn you taste good…” Fang cooed as I swallowed more blood from her dripping neck. “Thank you. So do you,” I said, licking her pussy a little as she caught her breath. “I…I should go… Soon,. The next day, I sat down next to Frank Pilgrim, the lead singer, in the hall; he was playing with his cowboy hat."Okay, I don't get it." Get what, grasshopper?" The whole Armadillo thing. Is Lynn your girlfriend now?" Oh, gawd, no. We're jus' havin' fun." So what was all that?" Nothin' serious. We had a, uh, a beauty contest, for the Freshmen girls. Lynn won. She was the Armadillo. You know; 'Wanna go home with the Armadillo . . . The Best Music is in Abilene . . . Prettiest woman I ever seen ..