He paused to examine it. He took an extra moment.“Take a picture. It’ll last longer. I told you to lick my pussy like you paid for it.” Just as ...he’d told him to do, he took her pussy exactly as if he’d paid for it. Crudely, roughly, savagely. He licked her, he ate her; he rubbed his nose around and across her clit, several times, and then he licked her again. He ravaged and savaged the pussy in front of him.Her orgasm was coming soon. She gulped another mouthful of wine as the edge of her. "Richelle saw her cross herself and wisecracked, "I thought you were Jewish!" Got a swat in return.I shook my head and knocked on the door while they were whispering at each other, and we heard Hector call to us, "Over here, amigo. That door is too heavy for some of our older people, so we use this little one on the side. Come in! Come in!"I saw he was dressed in the same kind of rough work clothes we had first seen him wearing, paint-spattered jeans and a tee shirt. Didn't really look like a. Susan wasn't in their league in anything except her expanded self-worth.The ride to Brockton was eventful in only one way. Marnie elected to take her own horse and leave Susan alone to handle the buckboard."My behind is just now recovering from the last time I rode that contraption," she said with a laugh.Marnie was anything but refined. The fact that she was the lone daughter bespoke her rough-and-tumble ways. The fact that had refused to give up her ranch when her husband was killed spoke to. ” With a muffled voice, which is still working on me, he tells me I can. It’s almost as if I wasn't sure if I could, but I knew I heard the words. I lift my hips slightly meeting his pace, and cry out his name. I feel the rippling effect of my pussy begin its long orgasms. My back arches high, my nipples fully erect, my fingers dig into my legs, holding them in place. My orgasm doesn't let up, and I feel him pull the toy out, he presses it against my clit. This allowing the vibrations to tease.