I run my tongue round the inside of her outer labia, collecting the excess juice and greedily swallowing it. I venture a couple of quick darts of my t...ngue into her vaginal passage. Even to my tongue it feels tight, though slippery with juice and invitingly warm. Suzanne's hips begin a subtle rocking motion, encouraging my exploration of her pussy. Time becomes meaningless, I'm lost in a world of Suzanne; probing her most tender depths and receiving her fragrant nectar in reward. The motion of. She thought he might be gay because of a drunken night she walked in on. This made me want to fuck her like the tequila nights of our early sexcapades. So the night moves on and another one of her alcoholic girlfriends (lets call her drunky) comes over and starts to shotgun beers with her and her husband. I just pound a few beers as the hours wear on cuz in my mind Im thinking how to get us alone for a quickie. Maybe i can say we're going for food. I turn to tell her this and notice her and. His cock was swollen and pulsating, the girls were lavishing it with adoration and idolatrous worship, preparing it for mothers needy attention, and as I stood and eased my knickers over my black stockings, the smile on their beautiful faces, made me proud as I took my first step towards my meaty pillar of sexual gratification.'Spit on his cock darling' and my eldest girl engulfed its head within her pink lips, and as I neared I could see her pink tongue encircled his glans in rapid revolutions. He lay on top of her kissing her deeply, thrusting his tongue between her lips. Her legs were parted wider. Slowly, he broke the kiss and straightened his back, his hands now gripping her shoulders. With a quick jerk, he ran his hips back, then drove them brutally forward again, yanking her body back down against his with his hands on her shoulders.His whole cock was in her, and I could see her cum, spread on her cunt lips. Kavya cried out thinly, her face twisting in a renewed paroxysm of.