To his pleasure, I’m not wearing any underwear. He softly kisses my thigh, trailing his tongue to my damp lips; and moves back to my left thigh to d... it again. He kisses my slit, using his lips to move mine apart. I move one leg up and over his back, giving him better access to my hot core. His tongue gently brushes against my swollen clit. Still sensitive from the massive orgasms he gave me earlier. He sticks his tongue further between my wet folds, right under the hood of my clit. He can. I was on a camping trip to a lake with friends. I've tried some nettling before i was addicted to nettling already, done it a few times. It was early morning we have just got up and were drinking coffee there was a abandoned hut nearby and went to see it and look around for nettles. And there they were i was very excited when i saw them green fresh nettles. I found that dark green ones are especially stingy. I picked a few and maked a bundel. I just slipped my cock trought the zipper of my. It's going to be a long, hard row tohoe, but it's a job that needs to be done and I have thefeeling that you are going to be good at it. Thank you,Jerry. Thank you very much."She came over to me, pulled me up out of that chair andhugged me. Now that was a little bit unsettling for me as ISTILL wasn't certain of whether she was a she or a he, butI told myself that, if I was going to embrace this jobfully, it shouldn't matter what her outward appearance was,so I relaxed into the hug, even. I pulled away from my wife with a smile and held up a hand. I told her to wait there and not to move, that I would be right back.I walked down the hallway to the front door and opened it. There was Dennis, all smiles and eagerness. We shook hands and I let him in. He was several inches taller and packing less pounds than myself. His skin was ebony, his smile genuine. He was about a decade younger than myself.We entered the living room and found my wife pouring herself another drink. Her panties.