I get behind you on my knees. You have your ass in the hair and I drip some spit onto your asshole then use my tongue to spread it around your asshol.... You reach underneath yourself with your right hand and play with rub your clit while I continue to tongue your ass. Then I grab the bottle of oil and pour some on your ass. You feel it dripping out of your ass and down to your pussy. You feel my right hand start to rub your pussy. As I rub my palm againstyour pussy and clit you feel my. "I was worried Hon...you have been avoiding me and haven't been in my underwear drawers since. have you?" I told her she was right, to which she replied, "I told you it excited me to know you like my things, and that you may feel free to use them any time you wish." She then said, "do you like this?" as she held up the burgundy half slip she had worn that day. I was about to say I did, when she said, "oh hon, I can see by the size of the bulge in your pants that you like something you've been. . But I really, really thought we’d shared something special. Didn’t we? I stopped, chucked the torn-off pieces of my costume, rested my hand on a large tree trunk and covered my face with my other hand. Sobs billowed out of me. “Addison,” Logan said from way behind me. I turned, still blubbering like a ditched junior higher. He jogged over and stopped about three feet from me, drinking me in from top to bottom and back up again. “Addison.” “Why? Why’d you...” “Uh, that was so incredibly.
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