Mia was on top, sitting on my face, she began rocking back and forth using my tongue to get herself off. I quickly learned that I was not driving the ...us, so I stopped trying to lead and let Mia direct my tongue where to go. Mia rode my face until she was foaming, my face was soaked in her juices. Mia sat her cute little bum on my chest, her knees wrapped over my shoulders. Her dripping snatch was staring me in the face as she towered above me. I tried to wipe my face but Mia stopped me,. Her pussy lips were open and very wet. As I was staring at it, Miss Wilson’s pussy twitched. It wasn’t actually a twitch. It was more like her lips opened a little wider, then closed again. That little movement sent a thrill through me and I dove into her pussy, tongue first. I was soon giving her the same pleasure she had given me. She reached down and opened her pussy more to me, asking me to suck on her clit.I sucked and licked her clit. Suddenly Miss Wilson grabbed my head and pulled me. Her breaths heavier now he began stretching her nipples outward as she neared her orgasm. He could feel her body tense and push back on him as he pulled a little more. This excited her more as her soft moans rose into a shrill squeal that almost became to loud from others passing by. Then held it in the longest she could gushed like a fountain so much so you could hear it hit the floor. Just in time he covered her mouth as now her shrieking came fully ended with a high pitched indescribable. ‘More sure than I’ve ever been of anything,’ she answered through ragged breathing. Alan started to unfasten his belt. ‘No!’ she screamed, ‘Let me!’ She dropped to her knees to frantically get her man out of his trousers. She was so crazy with need that she was having trouble making her finger work. She whimpered with frustration. She couldn’t understand what was happening to her. One of the reasons she always looked forward to her Saturday afternoons with Alan was that he was such a tender.