Fingers grip and massage my breasts as something surrounds both nipples and begins suckling. I feel myself getting aroused. More hands and fingers run...down my stomach and over my mound. It never occurs to me to question how this could be possible.I feel no fear, no pain, just pleasure. Something parts my legs and stretches my labia apart. My nub is coaxed out from under its hood and is licked by something soft and warm and wet. More fingers are inserted into my pussy, and I feel something enter. " Okay." Sorry." Me too." I know." I love you." I love you too. It's been strange." Do I want to know?" Yes actually." Really?" I met someone..." Uhm..." Sorry Joe. That started very wrong. No one's going to take me away from you. Only you could..." Not going to happen, Marling." Good. I don't know how much I can tell you. Cell phones have ears." Okay." Let's just say I'm feeling more amenable concerning the talk we had about you solving a certain problem for me. Or should I say, us. Amelie cried out as the cold spoon descended into her hot, wet pussy. Removing the spoon, Chrissie plunged her tongue into Amelie, tasting the cocktail of ice cream and pussy juice. Amelie closed her eyes in ecstasy. Her body was being stimulated in so many places; her nipples being sucked, her pussy being probed, her bottom, still stinging as it rubbed on the table. But there was one final element of the ‘punishment’. Chrissie stood up and went upstairs. A minute later say returned, wearing a. In all honesty, it was a lot easier to run her fingers though Seff’s hair (especially when they were locked in a passionate frenzy!) than with other guys she’d been with. She liked that he was fairly well groomed. Even the goatee thing she had never really liked on anyone else, but it really worked for him. Invariably she began to think of his lips. Full, but not too much, just the right amount to nibble on if the mood came upon her. Breaking her thoughts away from this, Veronica took a moment.