You, me go take shower, and you come MY house, and fuck me. I wan' feel you cock in my pussy. You a'way' make me feel so good, w'en you fuck me. I no ...tell nobody, but, I t'ink I lub YOU, same same Linda. My bad luck an' you see Linda, firs'. Ip she fini you, you don' be sad. COME SEE ME !!! I lub you, too!" She was to repeat the same things to me many times over the coming months, and, eventually, told Linda, that she had been in love with me. Two years later, she met another man, after. "Can you hear me?" I ask him politely.He squeaks out, "Yes." Good. I have a message for you to take to whoever runs this house. Moveout of this neighborhood. Or I'll be back."I then pull out a napalm grenade out of my bag, and toss it into thefreezer.I'm up the stairs and out the door by the time it goes boom.I do a zigzag course back home, and sneak into the garage, where we keepmy hero stuff. I hang up the belt and the bag, and strip off the suit.Its a marvel, one of Carl's best works -. Sitting behind me,she began nibbling on my neck and shoulders and then breathing in my ear. She took her free hand and began tickling my cockhead with her long fingernails as she continued rocking back and forth in the sling getting herself off again.My cock began to harden and rise,when suddenly she shoved the opening of the milk slicked tube over the head of my cock and pushed it down as far as it would go!She let go of the tube but the machines suction had a tight grip as it began to. " May I feel yours?"She nodded, and I reached over to her jug too. I instantly cheesed and felt my systems go into overdrive. Although, I yanked my hand away because it was just too good. I was sure they both knew what that was about, but neither of them spoke.After I felt Patty's boob, I had to eyeball both of them. I surely knew I needed more than that little taste, but I didn't push my luck. It seemed like a delicate situation where even if everything seemed to be excellent, just one false.