I so wanted to taste the juice that I knew had to be leaking from this very pretty pussy. Instead, as Eve tried to pull me towards her goal, I twisted...my face and kissed her thighs. First, the right from the edge of her stockings to her landing strip, being careful to avoid that very alluring and heady smell. Then down the other thigh. Then back again! Eve moaned, and tried to push my face to her pussy. I continued to avoid it.“Do it!” she said “ Lick it!”I ignored her, and licked her thighs. ’ That sounded like the old Jill, but why she was wearing ‘fuck-me’ clothes remained to be seen. ‘Sure’ I said, giving her one of my flannel shirts and a pair of her gray sweats she had forgotten there years before. She laughed when she saw them. When she was gone I stoked the fireplace so that it would be roaring and warm shortly. It took her forever to return, but by then I had tea brewed and a bottle of cognac aside two glasses on the low coffee table in front of the fire. When she returned. When I was eleven I began to develop breasts. When I was thirteen one of her guys caught me in the kitchen and put his hand up my shirt and felt my tits. He unhooked my bra and his fingers grabbed my nipples. He told me he wanted to get me naked and lick my body. As he leaned to me I could feel his hard cock against my leg. I knew a lot about sex as I had watched my mom from the hall. I saw the men fuck her and lick her pussy and I loved when she sucked their cocks. Some of them had huge cocks. "You fucking bastards. Oh my God. How could you do that to me?" she burst out in her shock at what had happened to her. They just smiled in that knowing way as Mike replied; "I bet you've never had anything better than that before, yeh?"Angie just looked at them through her bleary tired eyes and nodded. "I've never experienced anything so wonderful in my life," she gasped. Four black men had ****d her and she'd really loved every second of it despite their underhand way of doing it to her.She.
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