I rubbed her clit with a finger while brushing her slit up and down with my tongue. Shannon pulled my hair and pushed my face further in, ‘Oh! Uh! ...h god! your tongue! That feels sooo good!’ ‘I’m not God, but thank you.’ I winked at her then quickened my pace.Her musty juices flowed down forming a little puddle on the leather cushion. Her back was arched so her love slit was pushed into my face.Suddenly her breathing stopped, her legs tightened around my neck and with the explosion of. I have never wanted so much to settle onto a hand, to feel it against my pussy, to feel it cup me but she was not in a hurry as I was. She stopped abruptly and stood erect, looking down at me, her six foot height enhanced by those heels. ‘Take off your dress.’ It wasn’t like some dominatrix demanding me to, more like someone who just wanted to see me. I let it fall to pool at my feet and she smiled. There I was naked but for those red knickers and she fully dressed still. The feeling was quite. Moaning over and over as he slides deeper. Tiny movements that frustrate her. She doesn’t want gentle now. She’s felt the belt – she wants the violence of it. He reads her beautifully and suddenly he’s smashing into her. Sound of slapping skin fills the room. His hand is beneath her working over her clit. Yes, Yes, Yes – she doesn’t care that she’s shouting it out loud until his hand slams down over her mouth. For a second she cant breath then instinct kicks in and she’s ok. Sensory overload as. She saw her clitoris peeking out if it protective cover and another gasp escaped her mouth as her slick fingers made contact with her hard organ of joy."Oh .. Jesussss .."Her arousing fingers didn't stop there, her breathing quickened as they slipped between the swelling folds and teased the entrance to her womanhood. A long moan was heard as two fingers slipped past her twitching inner lips and into her vagina, twisting and turning."Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .."Lisa stood back, gasping and panting,'No.