" she mourned. I kept pushing my finger in and out of the asshole while i still kept smooching her. In between i went down, sucked and licked her smal..., round navel and came up. A suddenly turned her around and faced her against the toilet wall. I started sucking all over her back. I went down and pushed my tongue into her asshole. "Uhhh..." she mourned. For the next 10 minutes i was enjoying her little ass like anything. I kept licking, sucking and biting it. After that i got up and asked her. I heard Dee's voice in the distance ask, "Ready?" Once again not waiting for an answer she started pounding my ass with long, deep strokes that sent me further into my ecstasy. Every time she drove her cock home it would re-stretch my ass out! Over and over, again and again! It was a completely different sensation than a dick with pretty much the same thickness banging away! She certainly knew how to use her dick. I could feel the sweat accumulating between our bodies as she kept pounding. I. I'm very petite which probably makes my boobs look bigger than they really are.Licking my nipples causes my breathing to get faster. My fingers start to drift toward my little love button at this point. First I insert a finger or two to get them wet again.While inside, I usually can feel my pulse, this really turns me on. But back to the love button. I like to start gently rubbing my finger up and down over it, sort of like a bow on a violin.After a short time, keeping my fingers wet, I switch. But what it has done sometimes is put two people together, having never known each other, and created an opportunity to find that both should have met long ago in another time and another place. This makes the engine of their connection, the always-available vessel that is social media, a magical daily necessity. For Maggie Killian and Len Bartlett such a stumbling into the life of the other occurred and was nurtured over a period of years. In Jersey you can live blocks away from someone and.