I crawled over to him, pulled his hand off his dick and took the head of his dick into my mouth. I felt his two hands on my head as I started to lick ...he underside of his dick near the tip. I felt him press my head down and so slid my mouth down his beautiful dick until I started to gag as it entered my throat. I pulled back, swirling my tongue around to stimulate him, then pushed back down his shaft and past my gag reflex. I felt elated because I had only recently learnt to deep throat anyone. PLEASE!! She felt him almost touch it then draw away. “Noooo…….Kevin…” she whimpered. A rush of desire—an animal thing—blew through her when he opened her pussy and inserted two fingers. There was no gentle probing this time, no exploration. Two fingers surrounded her clit. They moved quickly, rapidly. She groaned. Her body tensed. She was astounded at how quickly it built inside her: a freight train of impulses and sensations. Dimly, she thought. Scooch on up the hill, if you can, an' I'll bring Mr Charpentier."Sanford could hear Marianne's barely repressed mutter about "uppity blacks", but he paid it no attention as he lifted Randall and with extreme effort made it up the hill. He had gotten some purchase against the slippery turf and did not - could not - stop to help Marianne as he plunged with her husband in his arms to the flat surface which he thought was the road. Laying Randall down easily, he turned to help Marianne.. He suspected she had not smiled for some time. She was tall for a woman, being some five feet ten inches. Apart form this, the ‘fine figure’ description arose mainly from her breasts. In her teenage years, Janice had been very self-conscious about her breasts. They were large – one could almost say very large, and they were firm. At times she almost hated them and disliked the boys who tried to fondle them during after-school groping sessions on the way home. No matter how she tried to hide or.