I don’t even know what they look like.”“Ah, they’re something that originated from Mexico or Texas, I’m not exactly sure which, though. Basi...ally, it’s a type of thin flatbread, called a tortilla, which you fill with steak or other types of meat, along with vegetables and a number of other toppings. It’s always served on a hot iron skillet.”“I think I had something like that from the cafeteria. It was a thin bread shaped in a U and had beef on the bottom with cheese and vegetables stacked on. He pumped his fingers inside her as his mouth continued with her clit and pleasure and agony mixed together in something Danielle had never felt in her lifetime, before her body had time to register the changes her juices spurted out of her like a fountain, covering the man. He finally retreated, but only long enough to remove his clothing and flip Danielle over, her behind hanging over the couch. He fastened his tie securely around her head, covering her eyes as he positioned his throbbing. I could feel my orgasm start to approach and I wanted him to taste this one. I wanted to feel his hungry tongue licking my swollen clit."Devon I'm going to be coming soon baby. I want you to taste it. Please get down and lick my clit baby. You do it so good. "I said.Devon, upon hearing me, quickly pulled his fist out my pussy. He quickly got down on the floor, letting his knees and cock lightly rub against the carpet as he got his mouth in between my legs. He then extended his tongue out and. I knew what was going on, but couldn’t say anything. I think Marcia understood the dynamic as well. The teens apparently wanted something to happen between Marcia and me.After they disappeared down the hallway, Marcia laughed. “They’re matchmaking.”“I apologize. They were a little blatant. I think they mean well. They know you’re the only person I’ve gone out with socially in well over a year, so I think they feel sorry for me. Heck, it’s actually been closer to three years. The teens and I.