I was on my knees staring at her cunt lips, waiting for her to notice nothing was happening. I wanted to hear this woman of fine southern upbringing b...eg like a desperate whore to be eaten. Jan’s eyes opened as she looked down to see what the delay was. I smiled an evil smile. “You want more Jan? Do you really want me to eat this hot cunt of yours?” “Oh God yes…I do Mike…please suck my pussy now!” She moaned in that once irritating but now sultry rasp. She pulled her legs toward her in the air. I've been having a lot of new experiences lately. Most of them have been very pleasant." So I hear," she said with a warm smile. "In fact, I hear that you're the girl who made Mr. Morris smile for the first time in decades. You know we talk about you girls, don't you?" Who is 'we'?" I'll tell you later."With her arm still around my waist we all turned and headed for the door. As we approached the massive wooden door it opened and a very stiff and reserved looking man in a tuxedo stepped out. He. The people we degenerate teenagers, mostly underage, rebelling against whatever they thought they didn’t want to do. I tried to catch my mates at the bar, but the crowd was far too thick to see through. I stood up and scanned the crowd as I slowly made my way through. Girls rubbed up on me, guys patted my back like we were long time friends when really I wanted to tell them to never touch me again, but I, of course, wasn’t one to start fights. I worked through to the back, away from the. ?Shall I give her some solid food, Miss Emma??She stopped. ?That?s a very good idea,? she said. ?It has been 3 months and I think she?s ready.? Joe?s eyes widened. ?Yes, Joe,? she said. ?It has been three months since you first walked in. Pretty soon, you?ll be ready for the next phase.? Stephanie walked over to the closet. She opened the door.?Strained Peas, Carrots, or Apple Sauce?? she yelled.?Peas,? Miss Emma replied. Stephanie brought the jar over to Miss Emma then walked over and grabbed.