Slowly closing in on her mound but moving away with a deep exhale on to her quivering clit. She bucked her hips towards my mouth hoping to catch my li...s against hers. Finally I approached her mound with my tongue. With a jolt of electric passion my tongue flicked her clit. She inhaled a deep sigh and exhaled a sensual moan. I probed her sex faster and deeper. Her hips gyrated around my face as I held her thighs. Bucking wildly against my face she started to moan, “Ohh Kevin…mmm. At that time in my life I was (and technically am still) 100% straight. I was a a coed group for over a week, traveling through the province, city to city.While in Toronto, I joined a few of my friends who were in the group to visit a local gay bar. Nothing much exciting happened there. Actually I received more attention from the fag-hags (who assumed I was gay) which really pissed off one of my gay friends who had been telling me he wanted to teach me what gay sex was all about.Throughout. His eyes swept over her and she grabbed a blanket to cover her front. His face remained expressionless. She lowered her eyes. ‘Master Thabit sends for you,’ the guard growled. He took two steps into the room and grabbed her upper arm, pulling her to her feet. She gasped in surprise and shock as she stumbled out of the bedchamber behind him. Rida knew the layout of the palace. She had walked it freely as Marid al-Kasim’s favorite wife. The guard was leading her to the large room where Marid had. He was proud he had knotted her, and he had done it good, he was so deep inside of this little treasure; waiting for the swelling of his knot to go away. She already began to seep his spent cum even before he pulled out, he watched as his spent cum flowed down her thighs. It was like a flood gate being opened, their spent fluid running from her delicate pedals, and down her thighs, and puddled on the ground. He stalked around her very proudly, then he slid his muzzle under her stomach and.