She spreads them so I can gain access. My tongue goes to work as I start to lick and kiss her pussy. Whilst licking my hands explore her belly and tit..., feeling their softness as I probe deeper with my tongue, hearing her grown with pleasure. 'be rough with me' I ask before I go back to giving her oral pleasure,She moves both hands to the back of my head, holding and pressing my face against per wet pussy. Pulling my hair. As she lets go I look up. She knows what I want and she slaps me across. For a seventeen year old boy, he had an amazing tongue. “Put your fingers into my cunt and fuck me with them. If you want to see me squirt, you have to work for it. Move your fingers fast inside my pussy.” Peter was finger fucking me really fast and really hard. I was feeling like I was going to be getting ready to squirt. “Oh fuck, here it comes. Get ready to lick my pussy!” With that my pussy gushed all my hot cunt juices. I made a real mess on my floor. Peter was lapping at my pussy like. I’m losing control. I love the feel of him in my mouth. I love the feel of his cock twitching, the ramming of his head against my throat, the length of his shaft sliding across my tongue, the steady stream of saliva trickling from my swollen lips to soak my chin, the incessant pulses of pleasure that vibrate out of his cock and through my body to resonate in my own cum slick pussy. I’m fucking my mouth with his trapped and helpless cock in a rising crescendo of lust.I pull off him; my mouth. Miranda looked up to see the doctor briskly enter and check the wound."Get her out of here!" shouted Tom in agony, "I don't want to see her again!" Perhaps it would be better if we gave him a chance to rest now." Yes... yes of course," she said, her eyes glazed, senses dulled by strain, fatigue and rejection.The doctor patted her on the back gently."He's delirious with the pain. I wouldn't let anything he says in this condition worry me."Miranda was in tears."But what shall we do? All our money.