I paused half way up and kissed her puss as if I were kissing a lover’s lips feather soft and lingering, then allowing my tongue to reemerge and con...inue exploring ever upwards. But just as my tongue was about to make contact with her now swollen clit, that little pink button poking out beneath her pierced hood, I halted and then gently blew across it again as if making a whispered promise to return. I instead, began kissing her outer lips again as if kissing lips, but this time I let my mouth. This allowed me a better angle to rub her cunt, while she began to stroke me with her hand. We use plenty of body oil in sessions like this. She loves it when I slip several fingers into her snatch after rubbing her clit. She wriggled her bottom, allowing my fingers to slip deep inside her. I can tell when she is getting close to cumming, but I never let her. I am in control of her orgasms and will not allow her to cum until I am ready for her to.She was grinding her crotch into my fist, trying. Usne black bra or black panty pehni hui thi.Maine uski bra ko thoda upar kiya or uska left wala boob choosne lag gaya. Uske muh se awaazen aa rhi thi..aaahh..aaahh..Or ek haath se mein uska right boob press kar raha tha.Boli rhi thi ki sir please mat kro aisa. Bahut alag si feeling aa rahi hai.Fir maine uski panty wo thoda niche kiya or uski pussy ab visible thi. Usne clean shave nhi kari thi, thoda thoda hairs the uspe.Mast lag rhi thi.Fir maine usko bola ki mera lund apne muh mein daalo,. She thought for the thousandth time about the coach crash and being trapped in the mangled wreckage. Her holding the fireman’s hand as they cut her out. A blanket hiding her bottom half so she could not see the medics working, but she could tell from his worried face it was something bad. Then waking up in the hospital and not believing it when the doctors said they had to amputate her right leg just below the knee. Of course, she was the same person; she told herself that a million times. She.