My muscles stretch to fit his size and it starts to feel amazing. I'm moaning now too; I can't stop. I ravish your pussy with my tongue and I can feel...you're body tensing. I'm sucking your clit again when I feel your orgasm start; your juices fill my mouth, and I lap them up eagerly. By the time you climb off my face, I'm screaming in pleasure. You sit next to my head at first, kissing me, tasting your juices. It's too much for me to handle, my muscles are tensing, and then I'm cumming all. Both pieces of furniture were oriented to the plasma screen in the entertainment center placing them awkwardly for conversation. So I did not sit down. ‘Martini? Glass of wine? Something else?’ She sighed. ‘I haven’t had a martini in years. Why not? Sure. I’ll have one if you are. I feel different right now and I’m not sure what that’s about.’ I retreated to the kitchen – just a few steps actually, and prepared a shaker of martinis, pouring them into the chilled glasses, adding the requisite. “Thanks,” she said sweetly.The next set was composed of close-ups of single eyes. That was cake. Number two had it.“The sunglasses were pointless, because I’d recognize your eyes anywhere,” I said confidently as Heather removed the shades.She winked at me. “On a roll!” she chirped, handing me the next set. She took her water cup in hand and put it to her mouth.Puckered lips. This was a bit harder. I was usually kissing her lips when they were like this, not looking at them. I glanced at Heather. I mewled in delight, my entire body teeming with the prickles of sensation that coursed up my arched spine. “Confess your sins,” she commanded a third time, and rested the paddle against my left cheek. “I’ve lain with my older sister.” “Now repent!” Another slap, even harder than last time, and my body bowed backward with the exaggerated arch of my spine. My lips peeled in a grimace, tears threatened my eyes, and a moan of pure lechery crawled huskily from my throat. “Confess your sins!” “I’m a.