That’s the way I want a tongue in my pussy – to be slow, soft, and gentle.I could feel my orgasm building and he knew I was close, too. He sucked ...y clit a little harder and I started cumming. When I was done I just lay there shaking all over. I felt so satisfied. But he was nowhere near done with me. As he crawled back up my body, he started sucking on my nipples again. Soon his huge cock head was pushing at my hole. Oh, no – would he be able to push all of that cock into my pussy?I’ve never. We sat in the car, finally deciding that Lena should be the one who keeps up with tradition and arrives late. I got out of the car and left her sitting there, clutching a bouquet of flowers I had arranged to be on the back seat of the limo. The service was not to be held in the main body of the church, apparently Beverley's Archdeacon had forbidden it. We had to make do with a small sacristy at the side of the church. I walked around to the open door, took a deep breath and entered the small. She layed me on the bed and straddled me I kept my eyes closed and could feel her kissing a exploring my body.Sasha kissed her way to my breasts and slowly ran her tongue up to my nipple and swirled it before taking it into her mouth i moaned and she did the same to the other she caressed and cupped my breasts as she sucked on my nipples i ran my hands up her back as she continued I was in heaven as she kept kissing her way down my stomach till she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off slowly. Why’d you hit me?”“John? Where’s your hair, John? Where’s your god damn hair? This isn’t funny.”John’s steely eyes stared into hers. “Mill, the barber shaved it today…for you…for your fantasy. I couldn’t get a tattoo. Not enough time. I thought you’d like this.”The blood dripped into his face from the goblet cuts on his head. Through the dim light, Millie could see that John, her John, was indeed bald. She reached up to touch him. Regardless of his voice, touching his head was proof that it was.