Her wet hair hung straight down, and the water was beading on the lush skin, the tan lines from her garments so white she almost seemed still dressed....he walked directly to him, staring down at his turgid member. Her eyes were right at his level. He watched her face hungrily admiring his member, and he felt her hand wrap around it. Then she looked up. He hadn't noticed the dark blue of her irises, and as her face loomed in his sight, the look of desire was strong. Then he felt her lips press to. They seemed a little girly, but the lusty looks I started getting on campus filled me with pride and a sense of power.One night, we got invited to a party, and someone decided we should play Suck and Blow. It’s a game that oozes sexual tension. Somehow Dave and I ended up next to each other in the line, and when I went to give him the card, it fell at the last second and our lips touched. He immediately pulled me in and kissed me, his tongue dancing all over the inside of my mouth. I moaned. He liked his women shy, submissively yielding and, if possible, somewhat over-awed by him.They travelled north together by train, and a hire car was waiting for them at Preston station. From there they drove the last few miles to the sleepy market town where the potential customer plied his trade. They spent the late afternoon and early evening discussing the bid they were to make and Bob outlined exactly what he wanted Helen to do by way of information gathering during the next few days."Then. .A trickle of wetness escapes Beth's mouth, running down her cheek. Pulling back, she lets Daisy's engorged teat fall from her mouth. Beads of liquidity hanging from its tip. A small lick, running the underside of the nipple, capturing that glistening droplet of wetness on her tongue before capturing the dribbly nub once more between her suctioning lips. Daisy moans, her mouth fallen wide, her body shaking violently as Beth suckles and releases. Droplets form, expand, fall, splashing down to.