Whoever thisguest was she was certainly something to behold. First of all she waswearing a black satin French maid's dress. It had a very short skir...and lots of petticoats. Black fishnet stockings reached up her legs tojust slightly above the hem of the skirt. She was perched on a pair ofMaryjane style pumps. The shoes had platforms that were four incheshigh and needle thin heels that had to be at least ten inches high.Ankle straps held the shoes secure and three straps across each. She was sweating and she was kissing me and now we were nude in front of each other. She started stroking my dick and I was licking her body. She put my dick in her mouth and started moving it in and out.Now we were in 69 positions. I was licking her pussy and could feel her juices. She was sucking my dick very well. She cum twice I drank all of it. Now it was my turn I told her I am cuming and she continued sucking and I released in her mouth. She drank it and after we both having released we. Pressing up against you, my hand travels down beneath your sweater. Your dress is so loose, my hands cupping your ass, so warm and soft. My desire is growing, matched only by your own, and so you murmur your approval as my fingers slowly draw up the hem of your dress. The warmth of my fingers is heightened by the coolness of the breeze, and my heart speeds up as my fingers glide along the smoothness of your skin. Slowly climbing up your thigh, my finger does a little dance, our kiss has become. It was a difficult situation.Linda felt that she was walking a tightrope, treading a thin line between gratification and deprival, purity and passion. Was it, after all, better to be chaste--and frustrated? Or to be a tramp--but satisfied.She kept recalling how Tina's sweet lips had dragged up that fat cockstalk and caressed that swollen cock-knob, and how Mike had whimpered and squirmed, and--most exciting of all--how he had squirted his spunk into the girl's eager mouth. Tina had obviously.