Here, have this brassier. It's a spare from a client thatdidn't like the color. The material was too thick as well she said.With a little adjustment i...t should fit you perfectly. Now take thesecoins as payment. Young miss, go home and get some rest. You don't looktoo good."I reluctantly took The seamstress' gift and I eventually made it hometo my cabin outside of town. I was quite tired. The long walk left mefeeling very thirsty. Even my slimy, squishy feet felt dry. I walkedinto my home, The. Are there other gals who enjoy the taste of their own pussies? I mean really like it? I watch a lot of pornos and in all of them the girl is always tasting the fingers or dildo she's pulled out of herself, or sucking the guys dick after fucking him. I've always done the same, getting turned on by my taste, and just thought it was normal.But after getting online and swapping e-mails, I'm starting to wonder. A lot of dudes I hear from say "gosh I wish my old lady would do that". Or in talking to. All manner of UNN personnel passed her by as she watched them. There were humans in blue uniforms, Equatorials and the odd Polar, along with a few lumbering Krell who towered above the throngs of people that packed the walkways. An artificial breeze blew her white fur, and then she noticed Boyd making his way towards her through the crowd.Her tail flicked excitedly and her furry ears swiveled to track him as he approached, taking a seat on the bench beside her as she grinned down at him.“Don’t. " Hey, Gordy. I may be a dumb Texan, but I c'n read, and when you're punchin' cattle or ridin' the border, you got lots o' time to read. I useta carry a Shakespeare in my saddlebags." Maddy was just starin' at me. I guess it's a good thing to keep some stuff held back.GordyI felt guilty. I ... we ... had been treating Charlie as though he were some dumb cowpoke out of a bad western. He was just "displaced." He was nearly 20,000 kilometers from 'home' and in a totally alien culture. As though.