This is the passion I remember when I was nineteen. The rush. The trembling with excitement and anticipation.My heels have fallen from my feet and Dal... is pulling my tight denim jeans down, along with my sensible white cotton panties. He is kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed and pulls my now naked legs over his shoulder and his mouth is zeroing in on my waxed pussy. Several years ago as a Christmas present for Andrew, instead of just the bikini line, I had fully waxed for the first. It rained a lot while I was there, but I didn't care. I'd agreed to come out because I wanted to see Chris again, and because I wanted him to take care of a little problem for me. My virginity problem.Chris didn't know of my expectations of course, but I suspected he had hopes in that area of his own, and dammit, the guy really did make my motor purr. No polite fiction there, he made my panties damp, and without Teddy around to scratch my itch, they had been getting damp over him from clear. She kissed me slowly, sending chills through me as her tongue slid down my neck. She got to my breasts and started teasing each nipple. By that time I was so horny. I just knew I would explode as soon as she touched my clit. I unbuttoned and removed my jeans while she kneaded my breasts. She traveled down my body, teasing my belly button before settling between my legs. She slowly lapped at my clit. I started to moan and move my hips against her . She slid her finger inside my wet lips and. A hand pulled at my neck to encourage me onward as her fingers tangled in the hair behind my head, I groaned with the wonder of her taste, her skin on fire as was my mouth. Lapping and licking my lips and tongue joined together to seduce every feeling of pleasure she could derive from my advance, I sucked her tit deeply into my cavernous mouth and found her body quivering with needs as commanding as my own. One hand trailed over her bared taught abdomen with down pointed fingers, I knew the.