”“I know what it is,” she said before she traced the sparse hair from her pussy to her belly button with her fingers. “Do you like it?”“I�...�m not sure that like or dislike is the correct question.”“It is sometimes called a glory trail because it goes from the belly button down to glory.”“Oh, I like that concept. I was just wondering.”I moved to Tasha’s belly button and began to set the mood again. I licked, kissed and nibbled her belly button, then used my lips to pull on the sparse hairs of her. “You think that will get you out of the rest of your lashes?” leering back at the defenseless girl.“Nah… no miss, I didn’t mean to.” Ginger defended, watching Cathleen hold the weapon with two fingers.James knew better than to point out that Cathleen put it there in the first place. Ginger was in a losing situation either way and he sure wasn’t going to risk his balls over her. No, she made her bed and she should sleep in it. Besides, it would be over soon and that’ll be the end of it. He was. You never know.” The door opened at twenty, and she stepped off. “Promise me, please?” I thought for a second. “Okay.” She smiled again as the elevator door closed between us. The rest of the week was fairly normal, if you exclude the fact that I spent most of it in a state of sexual awareness. Telling me that I couldn’t cum ensured that it was the only thing that I thought about. And it didn’t help that every time Em and I passed in the hall, she’d brush up against me; every time we were in. It was hard, but you could take it.You started to suck on it and it started to make you really horny. One of your hands wandered up your skirt and inside your panties. You started to rub your pussy and clit. Of course you was already wet but you was surprise you was this wet. Not often, and surely not this fast, you had been this wet.You took the cock deeper and deeper in your mouth, pushing your limit on how much you could force inside of you without gaging. It filled out your mouth so much!.