I begin to slither my head down her body past her tits, past her belly, past her waist until I am eye level with her sweet pink pussy . I enjoy teasin... the shit out of her before I eat her out so I begin to lick her thighs slowly in circles , randomly nibble and bite them , followed by soft kisses up and down her thighs , just above her Vagina . Breathing on her clit just building anticipation for that moment that I finally let my wet large tongue stroke her clit gently and firmly and quickly. But Facebook was more interesting than hearing our teacher speaking bad Spanish.So class began and she began talking about what we were going to do today and checked if we had done our homework. But I couldn't hear a word, as usual. I was looking at her, more staring than looking though. Because she was so beautiful. She was probably in her early 30's but she looked like she was 25. She had blonde hair, blue eyes and a great ass. She was quite short, about 155CM perhaps. She had a big ass(for. They confidently strode up to the lone woman and introduced themselves,offering to buy her a drink. She accepted and introduced herself asTabitha. As they were getting close to finishing their drinks, Tabithaasked out of nowhere, "Hey. Do you guys know what "spit roasting" is?"looking innocently at them as if she'd just asked what their favouritecolour was.Their eyes went wide at such a blunt question and they dumbly nodded toindicate they did. Tabitha continued, "It's something I've always. Giving her clit one last flick, she felt her pussy squeeze her own fingers as her orgasm coursed through her in waves. She trembled as she tightened, released, and tightened again around her own fingers. Time seemed to freeze as the delicate intensity of her orgasm came and went. Her tense body completely relaxed as Delia panted softly, savoring the post-climax serenity.She looked once more at her clock. 6:45 AM. Sighing, Delia stayed in bed for a few more moments before abruptly pushing.