"Hearing about me fucking her and having Beth eating her out got you motor running, didn't it?" Ah! Harder!" I backed off some more, and she whimpered... as she slid her hips back further chasing my dick as I pulled way back."You want to get your pussy eaten while I fuck you?" I asked her conversationally.Annie looked at me with her jaw dropped open. "God! Yes! Fuck me! Please! Get me off!" She begged."How about I fuck you while you're sucking on a hot pair of lips, while you're getting eaten and. My tongue caressed her asshole, tasting her sour musk. My tongue fluttered over her sphincter, caressing her puckered opening. I loved the feel of her, her butt-cheeks squeezing about my face as she moaned.“Oh, this is naughty,” she moaned, her hips wiggling. “Ooh, that feels so wicked, Mr. Davies. You’re eating my asshole.”My tongue pressed against her sphincter. I swirled and fluttered my tongue against her, loving the taste of her teenage asshole. It was just such a delight. My fingers dug. ’ Her only reply was the sound of the respirator, its smooth even movements providing his lungs with its sixteen respirations a minute for many years now. She watched the arm inside of its’ clear cylinder like an external lung. She opened the Tennyson and read to him for nearly a half hour. She wasn’t sure that she was giving him some sort of penance, but felt better, especially once she read him a passage from Romeo & Juliet. Inside, despite her fair performance, her heart was elsewhere. Her. I told her about growing up in California and the Army. As we finished, she looked at my scratches and said she should put something on those. So I followed her back to the bedroom and sat down on bed. She came in with some first aid stuff and began to wipe the wounds clean and put bandages on them. Her touch was soft and I could smell her perfume as she rubbed my arms and legs. I could tell I was going to get real hard, real fast, so I took her hand off my leg and said I could finish up. She.