"All right, all right," I said. "But I still need to get to my car. My suitcase is in it and I have to get my mini cattle prod, anal plug and giant nigger dildo."

 

"I'll drive you. I need to get a few things from the grocery store for supper anyway," said Brittany.

 

We went to the carport and hopped in Brittany's sedan. The rain was coming down really hard and the wind was making the trees sway back and forth. I wondered out loud about Brittany's cock sucking skills.

 

"I suppose I can still suck with the best," she answered. "Where's your cock, I mean your car?"

 

"Right here baby. Say hello to my one eyed snack!" she hesitated only a moment before taking my manmeat down her gullet.

"That's the way! I always knew you would never forget how to use your tongue. You're way better than your mom."

 

She laughed. "What do you mean?"

 

"Your mom was only okay at munching on the tube steak; her real talent lies in wiggling her butt and taking one for the team. Yeah, your mom really loves to get her anus pounded good."