He returned to kissing her, nuzzling her neck, licking along the collarbone, tracing between her breasts, around her nipples. She began to whimper, th... sound he knew so well from their phone sex. It was then he knew she was in a good emotional place, a place where they’d make love, not fuck. Both were fiercely sensual, but both needed each type of physicality. He knelt between her legs and dipped his face into the wanting pussy beneath him. He licked her clit and smiled as he heard her. I make my way up her ankle. Her calf. Her knee. I move to the inner side of the thigh. I peck my way up until I reach her vagina, I stop again and the same with her other leg. I stop once I Reach her vagina again, parting her legs more so I can peck the crease between leg and hip. I plant a peck right on the lips.A string of vaginal fluid connects my lips and her pussy as we part. Her pussy is literally drooling. I stick in my tongue. She moans as I take her flavor into my mouth. I tongue fuck. “I missed you so much.” “And I missed those lips. Haha,” he said. “There’s more where that came from," Becky said, biting her lip. “Really now?" Larry said, playing with her bottom lip. She sucked on his finger with her pink lips. They matched eyes. Becky stripped off her top and shorts rather quickly. Larry looked at her raw milky nude body. “Fuck me. Just fuck me...” she whispered, wanting him. “Thought you’d never ask,” Larry replied. Larry kissed Becky. It got deeper and deeper. Breathing. "The girls looked at each other, puzzled, blinking."Your clits," Bill said with a chuckle. "Clitoris if you insist, your pussy cleft, your slit." Oh foo," Tucker said. "That's silly. They're so tiny." OK," he said, "get out of here. I'll put these away." He started kicking the magazines into a pile."I want to see it," Miller said quickly. "Honest." She licked her lips and felt her pulse rate climbing."All right. Tuck you can leave if you want." The idea excited him. Maybe he could get into her.