As she put down the tray, instead of picking up a glass he put his arms around her and gave her a passionate kiss. He knew there was no other man in the area, maybe no one else in the country, who could give her that. It took a moment for Vicki to fully comprehend what he was saying. She had put her pretty tongue deep into his asshole and tasted his shit. She followed his instructions, and when her back was too him, she bent over, so he could get a close look at her perfectly rounded buns and, jutting out beneath them, the black triangular patch of lush, fleecy curls.