"Damnit,Girl! If I wasn't Yer Da! Ye Know I'd be face down twixt Yer legs and scarfing that pie till I hit the pan!" I panted."That's what I thought!"... she giggled. "Did You think I didn't notice how much attention You pay to Me Cunny when You give me a bath? That,and how You always lick Your finger afterwords?Oh,and don't think I haven't watched You when You sniff Me Dainties and then use them to wank Your Johnny T before doing the laundry!" "Ya Sneakin' Little Harlot! What makes Ya t'ink Ya. I heard her gasp and felt her back arc up into me.Herfingerstrembled trying to peel off my robe. She finallypulls it off as I leanback down to suck her tits. My hands held her hips down as I gyrated mine against them. Her hands trailed fire up and down my arms, my stomach, my breasts, my legs. They teased me, tortured me, refusing to caress the folds between my legs. I suckled harder, one of my hands slid up totease her other breast.The other went to her ass to pull hertighter to me. I moaned. I let my hand go down into my slimy crotch, running over my bare, flesh pink lips, as I switched to some harder material, the stuff that home-me got off to. I played with my clit jerkily while reading some gangbang issues, then some bukkake. What sick minds the authors had, I hated the dialogues in the comics and everyone but me would have been disgusted by the thought of being treated like these girls covered in sperm... The drawn body covered in cum made me wonder... I googled what men's cum. It continued to get stronger and stronger with each deep inhalation. He recognized her perfume, still radiating from the hamper. He remembered how she smelled and how her kiss tasted, a taste sweeter than any sugar that would whirl around on his tongue and stay for hours. But now that wasn’t what he was tasting. Now all he could taste was the cold steel pressed against his tongue. The instant realization brought him out of his fantasy and back into reality: a reality without her. Amy cooed as.