"The rest of the trip went smoothly, with several changes in topics of conversation, and I was pleased that the three of us were able to keep it at a ...good pace, regardless of topic. And sure enough, there was a Dougie MacLean album in there. Love that stuff too!We talked about books for a while. All three of us were apparently very well read, and not held hostage to what some still call the "vast wasteland" of TV. I said that, and Krista spoke up. "It's worse than a wasteland, Rob. A wasteland. And stop that smoking, it certainly doesn’t help.”Emily felt tears come to her eyes, she was living in an unreal dream. Something was happening to her and she had no idea what it was. She felt herself get heavier again and when she reached up to touch her chest, she felt her breasts that she had always been proud of hanging loose and feeling like mushy fat. She sat down to cry.After a few moments, she stood up with resolve: Obviously, she was the only one noticing this happening. Since there. “You don’t frown or anything. In fact, there’s a little smile. But, your eyes are intense and encouraging. I think you like seeing me like that.” Evan lay for a few seconds examining his thoughts. “I enjoy watching your arousal and your ecstasy, Emily. I love the sounds you make and the way your face tightens up with your orgasm. And, when you feel him, there’s a little look of surprise in your eyes that is just delightful.” Emily was silent for a few moments. “What about Janice?” Evan was. Anticipation burned in him like fire. Her hands moved to his buttocks and her gentle fingers slowly drew them apart. He felt the hot breath inside him and knew that could mean only one thing.Her tongue entered his asshole.The sensation that arises when a woman's tongue is licking inside a man's ass cannot be easily described. Perhaps the best metaphor is that of a wheel of pleasure, a loosening that turns the insides into jelly and the mind into a blazoned electrode of passion. Waves of.