I kissed a wet trail along her round belly, savoring each inch of her flesh. My hands trailing along her waist. I could smell her intoxicating scent...now and my kisses increased in pace. My tongue dipped through her belly button for a moment and I slipped my chest along her swollen mound as I continued my journey to her treasured center.I kissed along the edges to her thigh and dipped my head between her legs. My teeth nibbled softly at her thigh as I kissed my way higher. Her legs spread. " Maggie dragged a sketch that an art major friend on the hall had done for her out of her music folder. It was an image of the Mandelbrot set, a graphic interpretation of a fractal equation, done in swirling colors. It looked like a large heart, upended, with smaller circles radiating from it. The top of the tattoo extended out into a Fender guitar neck."Awesome," Sherrie noted, looking at the sketch. "Yeah, I know a guy who can do that for you. You want me to go?"---It felt like a goddamn. ..”“It’s been a while since I’ve blown anyone, but I think I can manage,” she said as she approached with hands ready to seek out my little buddy in his cave.I intercepted her hands and directed them to wrap around my waist. I then pressed my lips to hers and snaked my hands down to her ass for a squeeze. She responded with passion, and I had to instantly cool both our jets before I could lose control and crash and burn.“Doesn’t look your feminine sexual urges are hurting any,” I commented as. "Where did you learn to do it?" Instinct," Deana said. "Roll over on your belly." Elaine rolled over and buried her face in her arms. Yes, it had to be instinct. She was too good to have learned it. She noticed the first time she saw Deana how her lips seemed to be puckered for a kiss and now she knew why. They were puckered for a kiss, for a sex kiss-she was a natural oral lover.This time Deana started at Elaine's feet, kissing and licking, kissing and nipping, always kissing. She moved up the.