While they were talking, her Gram raised a point about Lena's recordings- one which Rose didn't know the answer to. Naturally, she chose to go tothe s...urce. *Lena?* *NOT NOW!* Rose was startled by the vehemence of the reply. A moment later, they heard a loud, resounding boom from the direction ofthe reservoir or the nearby State Park. Rose's first thought was anotherattack on Pope Hill... one more successful than the two others she hadheard about. That notion died when Robin appeared in front. Now I pulled her panties down and came in front of her. She was holding her gown up and her soft pussy with golden hair was in full view. I was a beautiful pussy. I just put my mouth on it and started sucking it. I inserted my tongue in and tasted her juices. I liked the sweet salty taste of her pussy. She was moving her hips. She held my head and pushed it to her pussy indicating me to suck harder. Mukund was constantly looking at our act and he was also looking at the bulge in my underwear.. No thank you. Much better to study the glorious ignominy of Jemini's 2003 entry, 'Cry Baby' with its spectacular 'nul points'. Remember England Expects (and Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland are looking on in disapproval) so strap on a pair of comedy breasts and your sexiest writing pussy and let's show Johnny Foreigner what for. Tally ho. Yours sneeringly safe in the knowledge that you are just some silly little woman with a head full of fluff and nonsense who's more interested in this. I flicked my tongue at the bud of her clit and I could feel her gripping my head tighter through the fabric of the gown. Hungrily I lapped at her soaking wet pussy, the sweet, salty, musky taste of her inflaming my senses further than I thought possible. Again and again I could feel her orgasm, felt the firm folds of her pussy quiver as I sank my tongue as deep into her as I could get, licking at the walls of her vaginal cave, pulling out and flicking at the very tip of her clitoris.Rebecca.