She has a very beautiful face, pouty lips, the color purple, and a small button sort of nose; her eye lashes are long and twisty, black of course. Nike sets by me as we bounce over these rocky dunes, though I doubt it’s actually rocks; it’s most likely rubble and broken down cars, maybe even corpses. XXX At first she gives me no reply, “Nike.” I say again, “What?” this time she replies, sounding a little angry, like I’m interrupting her. She’s wearing some sort of bikini bottom with a garter-belt and dark purple stockings. She looks like she’s going to lay an egg for a second, then she recontorts her face. Anyway, let’s get on with the story shall we? I lick up and down the lips wetting it up even more, tasting
