I was on my 3rd beer at home, phone rang. It was Patti. She wanted to come over and talk. 3 O’clock in the damn morning by then, I said sure. She ro...lled up in short order, I could hear the bad rocker arm on her Dodge Dart a half mile away. She sat down on the couch, just sat there. Finally I gave her a beer, waited. I was used to her, she always did put all her thoughts together before she opened her mouth. Finally. ‘Are you still mad?’ Fuck. No shit. ‘Yea, I am still pissed off.’ ‘I really am. When I am finished, I stand up and turn around, fully knowing you understand what is to happen next. You waste no time getting to work cleaning my now distguisting ass from crack to balls with your tongue. You actually seem to enjoy the idea of serving as toilet paper and I know from that point on you have to be mine. After you have finished, I look at the logs floating and decide to test you once and for all. I have you crawel to the toilet, and I push your head in telling you to suck up. Füße die – sind sehr gepflegt –wenn sie dann - frech vor dir geht –wippen Po – mit zwei den Backen –rhythmisch weichen – Tango Zacken.Schuhe trägt sie - immer feine –Fetisch ist das – dieser „Eine“.Bestes Leder – Handgemacht –und der Schuster – hat gedacht:„So eine Frau – die weiß genau –sie zu tragen – an den Tagen –die sind schön – auf dieser Welt –haben will ich – zwar viel Geld –doch es ist – der Pur Genuss –zu betrachten – diesen Fuß.Diese Füße – Süße –werden oft - wie Hilla hofft. He opened my mouth with his tongue wider, and went deep into my throat, and then back to find my tongue gripped it, and slipped it in and out of his mouth, back to my lips again, bit it a little, his controlling mouth filled with juices that I swallowed.His were as sweet as candy; his saliva became his lube to open my lips and mouth, as he did my ass too, feeling his tongue taking mine, teased me with desire, and melted me into his body. He whispered in my ear, “Are you okay with this? I am.