Lindie and I exchanged a laugh and a smile at her actions.Man, it was so nice to see my little Lindie again. Michelle’s every motion and move was pu...e Lindie at eleven. There was such a familiar sway to her hips that a picture of Lindie swinging and swaying, practicing her dancing in their back yard, flashed through my memory. I could really feel Michelle slicing into my heart and I loved the warmth she was spreading through it.I squeezed Lindie’s hip with my hand that she was still holding. It seems so innocent, so pure, so out of place. Leaning forward, I flick it away with a quick, tentative lick, and I hear his breath catch momentarily. The taste of that drop is sweet, as is the sound of his breath above me, and I savor both immensely. But now that my tongue has just briefly caressed the all-important anatomy, I NEED to take him into my body, into my mouth. I move forward, slowly, allowing the bulbous tip to separate my painted lips, to violate my mouth. With my eyes closed, I. She pushes herself backward onto the appendage to meet the thrusts. The sensation is incredible and she wants more of it.Each lash reaches deeper than the last, forcing Mercy’s body to react with even more enthusiasm. She is absolutely dripping wet. And her enthusiasm is reward as one of the other tongue tentacles slips around and under to part her lips and resume massaging her clit.The experience is becoming too much and before long the woman’s orgasm starts to build. She feels the familiar. " Ted is the Evening Anchor." Hey ... I wanna do it." You guys are no damn fun at all." Why what?" I record every conversation." Yup ... even this one." Well, duh ... Just in case." Thanks for calling ... you saved a life." Whose do you think?" Ayup, as we say back east." By the way ... you spoiled a really good mad." Mine, silly."Mina said, "bye," and disconnected. "Bill ... I'm pissed ... You still haven't gotten your results back ... damn it all, Bill. Has this taught you anything?" Condoms.