Ihren flachen Bauch. Diese wunderschöne Muschi, welche von einem kleinen gepflegten Streifen Schambeharrung verziert ist und diese Schamlippen, welch... vor Geilheit zum Vorschein gekommen sind. Laura setzt sich wieder zwischen meine Beine und beginnt nun damit, meinen Schwanz mit ihren Füßen zu verwöhnen. Mit ihren Zehen gleitet sie behutsam den Schafft hinauf bis zur Eichel. Mein Schwanz pulsiert, kleine Tropfen meines Saftes bedecken meine Eichel. Laura verteilt den Saft mit ihren Zehen auf. Her top was a black leather lace-up halter top vest, the crisscrossed lacing down the front holding the two sides together tightly. Hers appeared to be a size or two too small though, the gap between the two sides was quite a few inches, leaving no cleavage to the imagination. On her hands she wore fingerless gloves, black with a pink paw print sewn into each palm. Pointed false nails provided her with claws. Her midriff was bare, save for the black leather hip belt from which a two-foot-long. Stan felt the wetness of her tongue as she bent her head and licked the head like a lollipop, around and around, before she plunged her head down to lick at the base, then ran her tongue up slowly, agonisingly slowly towards the tip again. She did it again, then a third time, before Stan felt her hot mouth surround him, moving slowly down over his penis, hand gripping him before she started to bob up and down. ‘Anne, I can’t take much of that, you know!’ he gasped. Anne didn’t answer, and. I went back and reported to Allison."That's too bad. It would be nice for her to have somewhere nice to go. Maybe you can meet her there again some time." Maybe. I guess that's pretty much it for tonight. I'll see you in the morning, sis." Yeah. See you later. I'll let you know how English goes, if I can stay asleep long enough to get through this." Now that was a weird sentence.I stepped through the door into what I expected to be my room. Instead I found myself in a small room. I guess you.