She went berserk. She held my head and pushed it into her pussy. I pulled her pussy apart and licked the pink folds. She was moaning. She was close to...coming. Then I stopped. She pleaded with me to continue but I wanted to prolong her joy. I went all the way slowly down her thighs licking her gently. I licked her at the point where the thighs meet the torso. This is a very sensitive area and she was ready to come . I stopped and went to her toes and took one of her toes in my mouth. She came. I am wearing just the pink shirt and a white panty, so I see my thick thighs, without muscles, just soft and rounded. Like I said in other point of view, I'm really gorgeous, I have a killer body; I'm hot and tasty. I look like I have been designed for seduce, I look like a sex machine, and my painted hair and red nails are like an identification badge saying that I am a hooker, that I am always ready for sex.Well, I have to do something, I am not gay, and I won?t use the ?fucking talent? of. It's not my place to tell you. If you ever manage to convince him to see you again, and what is this, your third strike, maybe you'll find out."What's with you anyway? Why do you keep acting this way with him? If you don't want to see him, just don't see him. Don't torment the guy."What do I tell her? Am I acting this way? If so, why?"I don't know. I don't know what I'm doing. I'll have to try to figure this out." Good luck."Would it be good luck to be able to get him to give me another try or. In the heat of the assault, his nursing turned to biting. My mouth was unable to scream, my arms prevented from pushing him away. The pain from Eddie's mouth was worse than that from Henry's thrusting penis.At the same time, on my other side, I heard Pete's zipper open and felt him begin a rhythmic motion against my side. My head spun internally. Never in my life had a boy or man masturbated in front of me, forget that I was blindfolded, ready to spit his seed onto my naked stomach or.