His hands moved down to her blouse and towards the buttons. One by one, he undid all the buttons and let her blouse slip to the floor. With a knowing...hand, Marc then unclipped and removed her brassiere, to reveal her gorgeous, perfectly rounded breasts. With her nipples so erect, seeing them excited him as he went down on them and sucked them whilst his fingers gently fondled them. Linda was by now so aroused she found it hard to contain herself and proceeded to unbutton Marc’s shirt and also. I opened my eyes as we kissed, hers were closed, I pulled back on the pressure slightly, but her mouth followed, again seeking mine, even with her eyes closed I could see the rapture on her face. The kiss, as always, was just another canoe launched into the slow flowing river, the only things that changed were that instead of her hands being behind my head, her arms had replaced them, so that her body was now fully pressing against mine, and my hands had slipped down from her waist to cup her. Ignoring Kevin, no eye contact, totally getting into it with me, working me up to some incredible pitch, ordering me to go down on her "throbbing aching cunt," going psycho vocal and screaming all kinds of ego inflating shit to me and demeaning to Kevin, leaving no doubt how many times she was cumming on my expert tongue, and topping it all off with begging me to fuck her hard... Explicitly without a condom. (She never ever ever did that!) So during our little fuckfest I'm glancing over at Ash. True like I could blah blah blah about all that but you can find it in a thousand other stories. blah blah blah. Aren't you getting tired of all that now. Its like this story isnt about me duh-uh how many times do I have to say it ding-dong anyone home like that's the whole point or are you like even more braindead than me? Cause then this was all a total waste of time! I mean like wake up or something this story is about Cyndy. It's about, how I brush her hair while she watches mtv, how I.