And I wasn't even fucking her yet! I happened to look down at her legs and saw pussy juice running down the insides of her thighs. This girl was hot! ... I spent as long as possible massaging that wonderful body, leaning forward, kissing her back, seperating at times to remind the camera of how lovely her crotch was. Eventually I could hold back no longer from enjoying that perfect cunt. For some reason her pussy inside felt just as good as it looked outside. I practically fell inside her. But. ”“Okay – you’re ready to suck my cock but not ready for me to make you come. I’m not sure I really understand that.”But I actually did understand. Letting me make her come was a kind of surrender that she wasn’t prepared to offer yet.But there did come a day, months after we first kissed, and weeks after the marvelous encounter of my cock with her sweet mouth, when she agreed that she did want to try making love with me. We drove to a motel, and melted into each other’s arms when we finally. The woman he really wanted to go after was with Mike, and the only other woman there he was interested in was a camp counciler in her early twenties. Samantha was a drop-dead knockout with silky black hair and a dazzling smile. She was even nice to boot, the perfect package, but of course she already had a boyfriend her own age. He was one of the other councilers, and Beau thought he was a dick, but it made her seem unattainable. Beau ended up spending most of his time with Tracy, who was. She was still plenty wet and slick from all Tara and I had done to her a little while ago so there wasn't much resistance to my fingers now."Ohhh, Sire...every time you do that... ohh, it feels soo good!" she moaned. She raised up on her tiptoes as I began working my fingers in and out of her pussy. I sawed in and out of her pussy for a few moments until I had coaxed her to release a good amount of her slick juices.Resisting the temptation to suck the sweet nectar from my fingers I applied what.