She loves this and again lets out small moans. I can not resist any longer as I bury my tongue in her pussy. She smells and tastes absolutely amazing....I go deeper and deeper, then start flicking it about. I can sense she’s about to cum so start going quicker. Her pussy clenches against my tongue as she starts to orgasm again. I lap every centiliter of her pussy juice up. Then I descend even further downwards, to where I’m at my best, her swollen clit. I latch onto it and start flicking hard and. .I did not take my eyes.. She was blushing…Don’t know what to do…So silent… Each others breathe was heard to each other…I just kissed on her forehead first…Then shruthi got so much inside her that i’m not a sex only person.. She felt it inside her.. She kissed me on my lips…The pilot was laughing and asked were we honey moon couples…Then we broke the kiss and came to senses and both said yeah…Plane landed on the island…As I arranged there was a grand reception. She was memorized..She had. . teacher or neighbor’s wife or whatever that they’ve always wanted to screw and who will reassure them that their dicks aren’t going to be sliced off and their bank accounts aren’t going to be plundered under my regime or administration or rule or whatever. The archetype of the non-threatening, yet sexually aggressive older woman. I love it! A soothing, healing, comforting Earth goddess type, if you will. The reason that Julia Ann and Nina Hartley and Raylene and Morgan Fairchild are still so. ”John had an inkling where this was going, knowing one of his first embarrassments with the woman who would be his wife. He looked up at her sheepishly, grinned. It was Married Telepathy -- she knew that he knew.“I’d never had sex before, and I learned later from John that he hadn’t either.”“Well, we were coming home one night after a date, sitting in his car at my parents’ home. We’d make out there, and my mom would usually flip the light on about midnight to tell me it was time to come.