His tongue fucking was on point-who was he practicing on!, my hips moving to this rhythm while he played with me clit. My clit was throbbing and getti...g swollen, he devoured it in his mouth and sucked on it real hard, which made me scream out even more, "Fuck Rashad, that's enough." He was not letting go off my clit, what felt like minutes and I found myself ready to release all this penned up feeling that I had. I then squirted right there in his mouth. 'Oh shit Baby, that's fucking hot, gimme. "Clara drew and expelled another deep breath, causing her beautiful, bared breasts to rise and fall tantilizingly. "Yes, Sister. I know what to do."She stepped closer to the door, and waited for her cue. She assured herself, you can do this. It's just sex. You've had sex with guys you had no long term interest in ...you had sex with a guy you barely knew ...hell, you fucked a guy at a beach party you'd known for all of thirty seconds! And that was just for a temporary thrill ...where this. ‘Let’s find our cars and go to the restaurant right now. I want you kids to text your friends and tell them we’re still going to Marsh’s and they’re still invited. It’s time for some stress relief.’ Later, as the group sat at a large table in the private room at Marsh’s Landing, Kate asked, ‘How do you, Jared, and Dad do it? How do you stay so cool when murderers are shooting at you? I was scared to death. Doesn’t shooting other people bother you?’ Steve looked at Kate and nodded as he. I got more consistent with my line-drive right-foot rocket, but the big news was that both Heather and Civia managed a few each. Heather was both ecstatic and grumpy about it.“I mean, I explained to all of you how to do it, yet all of you managed it before I did. It’s just so ... weird.”Civia and Rhee gave Gracey more FFP, as she has come to call it (fancy-footwork practice), while Heather and I oversaw more basic dribbling practice for Liya. Gracey really had the drag-and-chop down cold, being.