The woman on the other side thrust her crotch through the sizable opening for Agnes appreciation. Her skin was about as fair as Agnes, the hair on her...muff was dark, her hips firm and round, and for some reason Agnes believed her to be taller. Agnes reached around the woman's hips to hold onto the other woman's ass; which Agnes found to be nice and shapely.Holding on loosely Agnes cupped and caressed the other woman's soft ass. Agnes kissed at and around the mound of the woman's crotch. As she. . life force, I guess, with me. She eventually did do it when she tried to ask me where the help was I promised, and shit... Did she suck the juice out of me when she did.Of course nothing is ever as easy as it first appears. Child birth isn't just a matter of pushing hard enough to push the baby out. The cervix, the muscular entrance to the uterus where the baby resides, has to be pulled up into the walls of the uterus and then dilate open to allow the baby to pass out through the vagina. Only. Sian made no attempt to hide the fact she was moaning and groaning as she wailed loudly thrashing her head side to side and gripped the duvet cover; yanking at it as I ground my pubic bone into her exposed clitoris area. I held the position for almost a minute until Sian's breathing had slowed down and she’d stopped trashing about so much. I eased my dick out completely letting her pussy shrink back a little before driving my shaft back in harder than last time and withdrawing again leaving my. .. an ice cube? a popscicle? his fingers, dipped in ice water? Again, my mind can not choose, while my body revels in the sensation. Over and over, new sensations assault my skin, my mind, my being, each one bringing me closer to the point of overload. He knows my body like a favorite movie, a treasured book, a coveted painting, and he tantalizes every square millimeter of me, until I am shuddering, gasping, wanting. At last, I hear his voice, smooth and full, and he says only three.