As it was her day and hers alone, she wore nothing under her dress. Alone and buoyant, she jumped on the swing and sang the first song that came in t... her head: Papa was a rolling stone/Wherever he lay his hat was his home. On and on, she sang. Her voice rising, the only sound around. She swung higher and higher. The hem of her dress flying open. The breeze caressing her wide open legs, wreaking havoc on her ability to remember the words. She did not much care, as it turns out. It was not just. We then indulged in a lip lock – more of a tongue licking slowly. We kept kissing each other slowly and short kisses. Then I covered myself in blanked and reached her tits to suck it. The scent of her body was amazing! I was intoxicated and was in 7th heavens. What a beautiful creation of God a woman is! Absolute beauty – beauty that must be respected and loved.I kept sucking her tits like a child, drank the milk droplets, and also kissed her deep navel – so deep that it can be filled by my. Her chocolate color skin tone, those silky legs, and those brown eyes made me fall for her. She always came in skirts to the college and every guy in college use to masturbate imagining her because of her sexy figure that was 36 28 38, she is 5’8 tall which gives her those sexy long legs.So after few months, we got close to each other, we used to make out in the classroom in the college, at the last bench I used to finger her pussy as she used to wear short skirts, so that was easy for me.. ” Dominique’s hand rose and fell directly onto Michael’s plug, driving it home and allowing it to draw back when her hand withdrew. The hand-spanking was a pleasant alternative to Dominique's usual punishments. It created enough heat in his rump to heighten arousal without the pain that would have him kicking and squirming across her lap.After a brief volley, Dominique paused to manipulate the plug, pulling it out then pushing it back in creating an imitation of being penetrated by a phallus..