His fingertips moved to my arms, caressing them like butterfly kisses and I felt goosebumps. ‘Your skin reacts to every touch.’ he whispered and I...could hear the male proudness in his voice. I didn´t object, how could I when my body was such a traitor? And then I felt his lips, teasingly touching my earlope. I moaned softly when he touched it with the tip of his tongue and then gently blew on it. His lips teasingly touched my neck, pressed against the hard beating pulse there for a second and. She must do her own I thought, before realizing I was focused on the wrong thing. She put a nipple in her mouth and pulled her panties to the side exposing her bald pussy. I loved that she called wasn’t afraid to call it that, rather than the stupid terms we used in high school. She began rubbing her clit and closed her eyes as her tongue caressed her nipple. I couldn’t believe she was doing this at all, much less in front of me. The excitement from her stories grew into a complete and utter. My pussy was already wet, partly from what I was feeling against me and fantasizing about fucking and sucking, and also partly from the pure energy of the reggae beat as it pounded through my body.The music switched to a slightly slower but still hypnotic beat and I swung my ass from side to side grinding deeper as I reached behind and pulled his hands to my breasts with my own and squeezed his hands on my tits showing him what I wanted him to do while I mashed his bulge into a more solid pole. In that moment, the only thing that mattered to Nate was Wilfred's dick and how good he was making it feel. He achieved what he intended, because Nate suddenly felt a shot of saltiness in his mouth. Wilfred's thighs spazzed gently as jets of white splattered over Nate's tongue. Nate took every drop of Wilfred's cum down his throat. He didn't particularly love the taste, but the idea that it was a load of Wilfred's sexual fluids made it worthwhile. He never thought he would be blowing the guy,.