Hazel knew this would be the start, sensing the little man climbing between them; his nimble thumbs went up to her pussy lips, separating, and folding...them to the side. The clitoris stood prominent, like a keen soldier standing on guard. Archie’s lips went over it engulfing the slippery organ into his mouth, darting his tongue all around it. The sensation of those microscopic hairs came back, it was as if each tiny follicle was making its own vibrations, her pussy came alive, and her juices. Her body tried to keep up by converting good energy into what she burned through each time she came, but couldn’t quite keep up. She was a limp, wet, naked noodle when I slid her over next to the first girl.The third girl climbed up in my lap, got her pussy over my dick, and then slotted it against her virgin vagina. As we tongue kissed and ran our hands over each other, she slowly relaxed her vagina so that my dick started sling inside a bit. When it hit her cherry, she froze up for a minute.. His cheeks were wet with her juices; she could taste herself and she could smell her own musky aroma. They kissed for a few minutes and then Clive drew himself up so that he straddled her chest. He didn’t need to say anything as he squatted over her with his hands on hips. He just looked into her eyes as he thrust his cock out at her. She looked up at the gossamer sheathed monstrosity inches above her head. It was straining even more now and the teat was almost full of precum. Her hands. “Oh yeah, which one?”“I want to do the Master/slave one…”“That’s one I really want to do too… I’m already quite dominant in our regular sex life, how do you want this to be different?” I asked genuinely curious what she had in mind.“This won’t be about you dominating me, this will be about you owning me. I really love you and trust you with my life, and for some reason, the thought of giving myself with no limits to you sounds incredibly intimate, kinky and romantic at the same time”“Wow the.