As my hand started to fondle her breast a pure joy went through my mind. She had her eyes closed with her head bend backwards. She was enjoying this a... much as I was. I removed the blouse and started sucking on her nipples. She had large brown nipples with wonderful areola around it. As my tongue made circles around the areolas I felt a cold chill run down my spine. It was sensational. I licked the nipple before pinching them between my tongue and upper teeth. I could feel her nipples twitch on. There is no hesitation. My mouth searches for and finds your left nipple. Taking it between my lips, my tongue begins to play a drum beat across it. Flickering and flitting, touching and teasing, it caresses and tastes the delicate bud extending from the flesh. My left hand slides across and engulfs your right breast in my meaty palm. Locating the nipple with my fingernail, I lightly scratch it while tenderly raking my teeth across your left nipple. Your moan gives you away. I can sense and. Sir then grabbed Krissy by the hair and more guided then dragged her to the couch. “You spoke without being spoken to,” Sir said calmly, “suffer the consequences, and play with MY pussy.” Krissy tried to rise off the couch more as a reflex than anything. She did not want to be on her back on the couch, in such a vulnerable position, but he pushed her onto her back and waited. Krissy just lay there until Sir finally spoke. “MY pussy is not going to play with itself” Sir said. Krissy tried to. Slowly, I took my tongue and tasted her perfect pleat as I licked from the bottom up. I tried my best not to press my tongue inside her. I wanted to savor the moment I peeled her crevice open. I wanted to see the pinkness that hid there. I wanted to see that tiny knob that gave women pleasure. I wanted to taste it and flick it with my tongue until my sister went into a sexual oblivion. Yes, I remember thinking, this was going to be wonderful.There was a salty mixture of sweetness that.