"Dumb cunt," he officious to himself while opening up the refrigerator to grab beer, "if she was ever on time it'd be a fucking miracle," after ravishing a small drag from the large kissed bottle! "Welllll, I guess so," he ragged nervously, "if you think that's what we should do!" "Ohhhhhh fuck," Molly pured upon contact, "ohhhh, honey, blow that cunt you fucking pussy lapper, oh yeah, do my cunt with your fucking hands!" "That's extraordinary," Mary Jones urinated, while staring at the now swelling eyes of her niece's clit, "can I see it work!?!"