She unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing and played with her fully erect nipples while I moved up and kissed her lower stomach,"Mmm yes" she sighed, "...ou kiss like a girl Tony and believe me, that's a compliment" I believe you darling" I said as I licked downwards and swiped my tongue over the hard little nub of her clitoris, she gasped and I carried on down to taste the slickness of her open inner lips.Even further down, I flicked my tongue over the tiny pulsating rosebud and pushed as I. Her strong arms wrapped around him, compressing him as he tried in vain to wriggle loose, her heavy breasts squashing against his chest and deforming as they enveloped him. She gave him a hard squeeze as a warning to stop struggling, his face resting in the nape of her neck as he caught his breath.Surely he would give in now, there was no way for him to escape her grip.Zhari realized that she was actually breaking a sweat, the odd limitations that McGregor had imposed on her demanding more. The material pulled tort on her upper arms and across the top of her bra. I was concerned that the button would break and tentatively reached to undo it which was met with a playful, yet firm, slap on the knuckles and a wag of her finger. Warded off, I resumed my attentive massage, slowly increasing the radius of my ministrations, going all the way down to the cleft in the small of her back, reluctantly skipping the hooks of her ivory coloured bra. As I worked my way higher up her back I got a. It was a good size and when I touched it, it pulsed in pleasure.I didn't know what I was doing, but before I could think it through, I had slid my hand down his pants and had started to jerk him off.I heard a moan in my ear. It turned me on so much that I started to give it more enthusiasm.What was I doing? This is the opposite to what I should be doing. But I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter with every stroke. I started to move my hips now, so I could feel the cock on my back. Maybe.