She tried to push my head away as her legs shook from the onset of her orgasm. To punish her, I slammed two more fingers in her tight cunt. She scream...ed in pain and pleasure. I felt her honey flow down my hand, but I wasn't done yet...I wanted more. I pulled my fingers all the way out and lightly teased her clit with the tip of my tongue and waited for her to beg me for more. Her hips were grinding against me, trying to fuck my face with her delicious pussy. Her legs shook even more. I slammed. "Bullshit," Dave said. "I know damn well you eat pussy. So, unless she's just gotten out of the shower, you've tasted a little urine on occasion." Did anybody ever tell him he's gross?" Frank said as he looked to Jeff for help.Jeff ignored him. "Di bought some ginger ale that looks like champagne. She's going to put it in champagne bottles and keep it separate for us to drink at the wedding reception." Why bother?" Dave said. "If anybody asks, just tell them we don't drink." Ever tried to tell. Dion proceeded to kiss my legs as Venatrix drew a gloved finger across my exposed chest, my body ached in anticipation, they both knew this, they smiled with such a predatory glee that I had not seen since I was a young and foolish man. I knew this could be fun.Dion continued to move up my legs, his warm breath and delicate lips tingling along my skin. Venatrix took off her Skirt, again her perfection was so lustrous -- her vale of Venus was delicately covered by a lighter shade of red that. Is that Billy, he's still here? Trevor asked of the security guard. Yep, he's almost 70 and still going strong. Heya Mr. Smalls, your guest needs to sign in. Billy said. Billy this is, Trevor you remember him don't you. Billy looked at the man standing next to him and was flabbergasted, You've grown son! He said with a snort.Walking past the security desk they emerged into the main office. Dozens of cubicles congregated in the center of the room with offices bordering on all sides. Jeez Dad you.