This time, he continues his journey south, kissing my stomach and my thighs, before reaching underneath me, pulling down my soaking knickers and throw...ng them onto the ground.As he does so, we hear a cheer in the distance and the sound of car doors opening. I’m temporarily on edge, wondering who might be approaching, but my thoughts are broken as he parts my thighs and dives, tongue-first, between my legs. He pulls them up over his shoulders and licks my pussy all over, gently sucking my clit. It had deflated a bit but was still very large and semi-hard.“I really appreciate that kiss you gave me,” he said.“Well, I should never have done that. It was very unprofessional of me but to be honest I don’t know what came over me. I just couldn’t resist kissing it.”“It will be our little secret. You can kiss it any time you want.”“I can do better than that,” I replied. Once again, knowing it was totally wrong, I leaned over and kissed the huge glans of his penis. But then I took the whole. Chris said several times 'my grandmother really likes you, why don't you fuck her with that big dick your always bragging about''hay I told grandma that you have a really long dick and I'm telling you she just about creamed her bloomers in excitement' I'd punched him in the arm saying that would be gross and I wasn't interested in such because she was married. Chris thought the whole thing was all to funny and laughed to no end but I sure didn't, I'd get hornier than hell being around her and. Though public opinion of my croaking was higher than I expected. Derek started it—he turned to me and said, totally deadpan, "Arie, if you don't quit the orchestra and come sing with us, I'm never going to kiss you again." No kidding," Meredith amplified. "If you don't, I'll never kiss you again either. —Oh wait." Uh-oh," said Brandon, making a show of his uncertainty. He turned to Meredith, exaggeratedly timid. "Honey? Is... Is there something I oughta know about?" Hey, keep your hands off my.