I had thought at first that she had actually read the passage, then realized she was simply guessing what it said based on the repetition of the words (hence, why she left out the “anywh” in “anywhere” and assumed the vowel blowjob rule applied), and was then impressed by the intellect it would take to actually get that babe far. I ruffled her hair, prompting her to close her eyes and give tiny squeaks of joy, albeit with her face looking like she was actually being tickled against her will. “Nice try, but you aren’t ready for this stuff yet. And for the record, it’s “anywhere”. In this case, the vowel rule doesn’t apply, like in “there”. But it was a good attempt though.” “Master, can we have green eggs and ham? I’m getting hungry,” said Sonja. “Well I can’t make them green, but I do have some ham steaks I can fry up, and I’ll add some eggs if you girls want. I’ll make them for dinner. But for now, if you’re hungry, go eat some fruits and vegetables. I want to make sure you girls get enough vitamins.” Sonja went to the kitchen to fetch an apple and then returned, allowing us to resume reading. We continued on through the book, then through the rest of the stack I had gotten from the library. Sonja and Momo took turns reading passages, and all throughout, I was giving Chloe small lessons. I was skipping over the introduction to the alphabet and simply showing her important words. Surprisingly enough, she understood it better than I had expected, figuring out the sounds associated with each letter and learning to assemble words. The sun was setting by the time we finished, but we still had an hour or so of light. “Come on, girls, let’s go for redhead a walk.” We took our established route through the woods, already worn into the underbrush from the pressing of bare feet and sneakers. Both Momo and Chloe clung to my arms while Sonja orbited around us, prancing and bobbing with a big grin on her face. Leaves were falling around us like rain, our Maine autumn approaching the point where beautiful turned to dreary. One such leaf fell on Momo’s head and she stopped, letting go of my arm. Chloe and I took a few more steps and then looked back when we realized she wasn’t following us. Momo was standing still, her eyes nearly rolling stockings all the way back into her head as she stared at the leaf stuck to her hair. Her ears were flicking like crazy, and she started to blow air upwards, trying to get it off. I finally pulled it off and she shook her head as if awoken from a trance. “I wonder what it will be like, spending our first winter here,” I Hardcore said, looking at the leaf, red as a watermelon jolly rancher. “What’s winter?” Chloe asked, her hold on my arm tightening. “Is it scary?” “Oh, that’s right, this is probably your first winter. Smiling, the figure scooped up its creation. “But sure. Does Diane know yet?” she asks. They watched her ass as she walked over to her suitcase, pulled out two sleeping masks, and crawled back onto the stockings bed. It was crazy. While it’s not the blowjob first time I’ve worn this combination I’ve never felt ashamed of it before. How many redhead do you have?”. Finally his tongue came off her clitoris, I smiled and was grateful that embarrassment was something that I didn’t suffer from very often. The doctor OK’d it after they did an in depth health review. John puts everything down and asks babe if she’s alright or is there something wrong. She just has to endure the pain and speak the words and she'll get through this and it'll be over. Ravi continued fondly her toes and then gradually he shifted on her legs. Sorry, is it okay if I save these? She attached the leash to the harness and then told me to put on a pair of shorts. Both Fred and I chuckled again. She started to moan and grunt, I don't think she really knew what to do, her hips started to almost vibrate she shook so fast, I let them do the work and held my tounge steady Hardcore on her clit, her long tail seemed to swish back and forth like it was alive. I took the panties and knew she would question where they were when trying to hide them from me, maybe I needed to mess with her mind. “No… no, Mama! "Fuck off" Julie spat at the man sitting behind the desk, "You won't get me taking my clothes off like some cheap whore," and with that Julie lit a cigarette in defiance of the no-smoking signs and sat back in her chair staring at the man on the other side of the desk. I hope Abigail was right about this. "Even if I wanted to, I don't, I couldn't. "If you're ok with it, I'll cum in Abby and fuck you until I get the urge to splurge" I tell Aunt Marie.