For a moment, I couldn’t breathe and attempted to keep my composure. “Why does he want you to so much?” I asked with all my strength.He smirked,...“You know him, it’s never enough.”“Why do you care what he thinks? He doesn’t know who you are, Zach,” I said. More cold air pushed through my body. I shivered even more than before.“Here,” he said, as he took off his leather jacket and put it around me. I slipped into it, and the warmth from his body still remained. “And to answer your question, he. .," Yvonne did not finish her sentence but the two women looked into each others eyes."Go and get your hairbrush Vonnie," said Sheila seductively.Yvonne went and got her hairbrush and her insides were turning with a mixture of dread and desire.The two women moved from the kitchen where they had been, to the living room. Sheila took a kitchen chair with her."Sheila, I am really not sure about this," said Yvonne. "We both fancy having a sore arse, if you do not want to go ahead with the sex thing. I loved it when she smiled and she was definitely smiling now. Laying beside her, enjoying the warmth of her naked body against mine, she couldn’t help but feel my growing hardness pressing into the small of her back. She reached around behind her and squeezed my cock. I love it when she did that. I loved it when she took control and got “rough”. “ I want this present” she said, as she squeezed me even harder. I gently bit her shoulder and the nape of her neck then slightly spread her legs. I felt her fingers find my hair once more and desperately try to push my head closer to her. I resisted, teasing her, tonguing her, flicking my tongue everywhere but the place she needed. Finally, I reached her clit, flicking it with my tongue gently but quick. I continued at a steady pace, feeling her fingers tighten in my hair, her hips bucking to bring her pussy closer to my tongue, suddenly she pushed my face into her and held it there, while I felt her body tremble. She was moaning and.