When I recovered, I buried my face in her aromatic crotch, forcing her legs wide, buzzing her clit with the tip of my tongue until she was the one scr...eaming. After resting in each other's arms for a little while, we did it all again with strap-ons, dildos, and vibrators augmenting eager fingers and probing tongues. Later, we coiled together, softly kissing, fondling, and giggling in the rapture that remains after great sex. We were both contented and happy, tingling all over and smelling like. I pulled my shirt off over my head as I turned back to Sandy, who was releasing the buttons on her shorts. She flopped onto her back and peeled off the tight shorts along with her panties in one quick movement. Now that she was fully nude, I moved in for a feast. I grabbed her feet while they were still in the air and spun her legs towards me. I then pulled them apart and lowered them to the ground as I dove in. I shoved my hands in under he big, soft butt cheeks, and used my thumbs to pull. Poor Eleanor must be cut from head to toe on all the brambles. Moving past some large oaks, Kate saw a snagged piece of black fabric. Lifting it to her nose, she could smell him on it, beautiful, earthy, infused male spice in one torn cloth. It was all she could do to stop inhaling him. ‘Ragnar. I know your there. I know you can hear me.’ She spoke softly to the quiet wood. Moving past the oaks, putting the torn cloth in her apron pocket, she was on the ground before she could scream in shock.. They watched a rerun of "Touched by an Angel" on theFamily Channel.Drew would be happier if he were a girl, decided Theodora. Sheremembered that even before -- before Allen's murder, Drew had been aquiet child who would rather talk with her about anything than playroughhouse with the neighborhood boys. He had seemed fascinated when sheput on makeup and had once asked her, "Why are some grown-ups mommiesand some daddies? Why are some kids boys and some girls?"She hadn't known the answer then and.