Emily looked up at me and said, “You Brunette are just teasing. Beside he is so big you would make a better lunch.” Jessie gave me a look of alarm. “Touché!” I responded. “Yeah, I thought I hit the mark,” Emily said. Jessie smiled. Emily continued to impress me with her knowledge, intelligence, and quick wit. Especially for a 8 year old. The tiger then rolled back on it’s side with its back up against the glass. “I wish I could touch him, just to know how the fur feels,” said Emily. We walked on back to the prairie, grassland exhibit, but headed to the aquatics exhibit. As we passed the zebra enclosure one zebra mounted another slightly smaller zebra. The zebra on top grabbed the mane of the other zebra with it’s teeth. Of gagging course it was doing what is required to make baby zebras. Emily stopped and watched with great interest until the zebra dismounted. “Was the zebra trying to ride the other zebra?” Emily asked. “Yes,” answered Jessie, trying not to smile at the double meaning. I smiled at Jessie. She shook her head no. “Let’s go see the anal penguin pussy shaved and seals,” I suggested. I was well pleased with myself for doing the naked walk, and I frigged to a nice orgasm before getting a shower and waiting for the time to skype Ryan. I lapped up her tart juices, her silky bush rubbing on Brunette my folds. Slowly but surely we demolished her pants until they were just shreds of material. Still the senior of the explorer group managed to gather herself and order all of her crew that wore gapers, to go back and stuff their holes with the thickest dildos they could possibly wear in order to prevent similar tragedies. “Oh I really would Em.” Smiled Cassie. anal I simply must be. Kissing her the entire way I carried her back to my bedroom. She screamed louder than ever, tensed every muscle in her body, humped hard on his hand and mouth as the colossal powered orgasm seized her body and mind forcing her to squirt long and hard. His cellphone rang , somebody wanted to speak to Carol? (It's great to be eighteen if your getting laid!) She didn't think she was all that good at what she was doing. Our Mom usually only pussy worked half a day on Friday, so we knew we shouldn’t risk trying anything right then. It was Dakota using Jill’s phone texting me a picture of Jill eating Dakota’s pussy with the text: “Getting me ready for you”. “Well, I had a blast.” “You jerk,” Reina said when they were alone, “did you do that on purpose?” “Yeah, is like to know as well,” Leo says. "Deal?" I licked, savoring the fluid as it slowly escaped her. After all they had been very open shaved to the whole topic in general. Quickly putting clothes back into place, we hurried outside, and when we got there, well...that's when we met Sharon. “Easy,” I said worried she might hurt herself. And as I listen I must agree, in the first 45 minutes she came more than I can count. She gasped and moaned as she shed her clothes like a snake sheds its skin; squirming and wriggling out of her skirt, grinding her thighs together, clawing at the laces of her corset until it unwound, and the milky expanse of gagging her breasts jiggled free. I nuzzled into their clits.