Nothing solid. It felt like dipping my fingers into warm, over-chlorinated water.I opened my eyes and saw the roots of pubic hair just above where my ...tongue moved and I heard Amy make fast, deep breaths. I moved my fingers around in the aqueduct and kept my tongue batting around her clitoris. My fingers flicked against her inner thighs and they felt slick already; her labia hemorrhaged liquid. Then I realized that, just as a man thrilled to be winning at poker knows, it was time to go all in. I. He quickly pulled out his tongue making me cry out at how rough a treatment it was before he shoved it even deeper into the ear on the other side, eliciting another moan from deep in my throat. “Do you like that bitch! Do you!” he roared, the cave shaking again as my body exploded in what seemed impossible bliss. “Oh yes master! More master more!” I cried out, my hips bumping up and down now slightly; I was that excited. He took two razor sharp claws on his front to legs and carefully started. The sentries knew Pelle, and the tale of how the poor collier had to marry the haughty daughter of Greta had made the rounds. At the gate, Pelle's friend, the Corporal Gebhardt, grinned at him."Holla, Collier!" he greeted Pelle. "How is married life for you?"In spite of his mocking tone there was admiration in the soldier's eyes as he regarded Ingeburg."My life could scarcely be better, Gebhardt," Pelle answered cheerfully. "Ingeburg, this is Gebhardt, Corporal in the Baron's guard. I trust you. She walked out the door and I settled onto the couch in a semi-fetal position. I didn't even try to sleep, it would have been no use anyway with all the cocaine in my system. I still had about half the 8-ball left in my pocket, my secret stash that I didn't want to share. I decided to let it sit there for a while, knowing that I would want it later. Isuppose she had hidden a piece or two on her and that was why she left so quickly.I settled in to relax on the couch and turned on the TV. .