Moving her hips in sync with my tongue which was gently fucking her. I would withdraw and slowly lick her inner lips and dip below to tease her ass.Op...ening my eyes I got a good look at her new jewelry. It was a silver barbell. About an inch long with a ball at one end and a set jewel at the other. It went horizontally across the top of her slit through the skin covering her clitoris. It tapped me on the teeth as I licked her. Grabbing it with my front teeth I drew it into my mouth, gently. My name is Homer Stutes.”“Hi, Homerrrr,” Luggage said.“Hi, Luggage. My name’s Bob Jones.”“Hi, Bobbbb,” Luggage said.“Luggage, get out of the truck.”Luggage rolled to the end of the tailgate. Sensors judged the distance to the ground. “Too farrrr ... Need help.”“Yer shittin’ me,” Bob said. “Hell, thet thing’s smarter’n some of our crew. How do we help ‘im?”“Grab handles on all four sides,” Sunny said, pointing. “Just put ‘im on the ground.”Bob and Homer looked at each other, then each grabbed a. Rien que d'y penser, et hop, cela inonde ma culotte d'un délicieux nectar ... C'est un moyen pour moi d'avoir un rapport aux hommes basé sur le fantasme, l'érotisme : de votre côté je vous imagine déjà en train d'ouvrir l'enveloppe avec ma petite culotte, de la regarder, de la toucher, de la renifler, de la lécher, .... ma toute petite culotte. Elle comporte des odeurs savoureuses, des petites traces coquines. Les hommes ne peuvent l'ignorer quand ils savent que mes fesses ou mon sexe ont. I was happy to find I was at least semi-dressed and went to open the door, nearly ripping it off its hinges with the force I unintentionally used to open it. I ran down the stairs, and nearly tripped over my feet at the speed in which I went down them. I steadied myself, as I tried to regain my balance and make my way outside, this time ripping the door off its hinges. My commotion caused everyone to focus their attention on me, and I was able to see what had caused the scream. Apparently,.