?Do what makes me happy?? thought Ariel after yet another beach day where she had remained both clothed and unleashed. At least it was easy to be hon...est with herself about this. ?I don’t want choice - I want... direction?. As much as Ayla remained as friendly and pleasant as ever, Ariel could feel an ache growing inside her. She resolved to work out what to do about it: ?I don’t want to be someone who’s anxious all the time, I want to be me?, she thought, with a surprising lack of. She caught her breath and kept on with the Jesus noises. She didn’t taste bad. She tasted sour and tangy. Like sex-lemonade. I suddenly realized; "I was born to do this. I love eating pussy. The End."I felt my phone buzz. (My leg was on it). I drew my face away and a string of gooey wetness pulled away with me. I saw that I was looking at this pink, monstrous, excited wilderness, inside of which my fingers were helplessly enclosed. I kept swirling my fingers around and looked at the text. Wo phir se dheere dheere awajee karne lagi…mai apna lund unki chut pe ragar raha tha….ab mam ne unki salwar bhi utar di or wo sirf panty me mere samne thi….unki white panty me se unki gili chut saaf najar aa rahi thi…Maine apna hath unki panty me dala or chut par pherne laga …unhone jhat se mera hath wapis nikal diya or panty utar kar boli ab or na tadphao !! jaldi meri chut ki aag bhuja do ..maine unhe pith ke bal lita diya or apna lund chut pe phirane laga ….wo bilkul bhi control nahi kar pa. I rushed inside with the shopping, dumping it on the side and heading upstairs to lay down.When I awoke, my phone was flashing. I reached over feeling the skirt rub against my stockings and checked the text message.'Hey, it's Jackson. It was great meeting you today. Fancy a drink later tonight? I could pick you up or meet you somewhere.'My heart raced, was I actually going to do this? I thought, shaking as I hovered over the reply button. 'Ok,' I typed, 'where and when?'His response popped up.