When they went out, Cecilia wanted her man properly dressed, not looking like some M-TV groupie. He needed to buy a couple more suits and several dece...t shirts, and definitely more shoes. She roughly knew his size, so she concentrated on looking at clothes likely to fit him. The following weekend she would bring him to this store and make him spend nearly $1,500 on new clothing. The purchases would be on his dime, not hers, however. He had the money and there was no reason why he shouldn't. She was moaning loudly now and her hands were on his head pushing him down lower. He gladly obliged and placed his next kisses on her ample breast. Alternating between his lips and his wet tongue, he kissed and licked his way to her nipples and each time drawing a sharp intake of air into her lungs. Her back was arched in pleasure as he sucked each nipple into his mouth and slid his tongue rapidly over them. With her breast occupied, he slid a hand down past her stomach and between her legs.. As a reply, she asked me a question, “Touched where?” So now I understood that she’s not as traditional as she looked like. From that day onwards, our chats moved from touches to boobs to her ex-boyfriends.And to the number of times, she has slid down her panty for boys in her college and surroundings. I enjoyed listening to her stories of her being fucked by different people. I used to masturbate daily hearing those stories. We used to call over the phone every day. I used to share my. She moved to speak, but was silenced with his hungry kiss. As his tongue played in her mouth, she felt fingers all over her body. No part of her body was left untouched. Their tongues danced as his fingers moved over her. Nipples stiffened and moisture in between her legs began to grow. When he pulled back from the kiss, she was astonished to find herself in just navy blue panties, her and his clothing pooled around her. The troubles of the day were forgotten when she saw his naked form in.