I grabbed her hair and tugged lightly…nonverbally telling her not to stop. She moved to the next nipple and I felt like my body was going to explode...�� I needed to touch myself, to touch her, to taste her. I brought my lips to her ear and said, “Let me taste you.” She smiled and gave my nipple a final nibble and laid back to pull down her shorts. I helped her slip them off as she gracefully laid her head on the pillow. I started with her lips, her wonderful plump lips, and kissed them fully and. Fortunately, it actually happened we both went to my bedroom and before I got started she asked me "aren't you put down your bat?" and I said "I'll think about it" so first thing she did, she kissed me good,slow, and thoroughly and she kissed me again the same way this time, she stuck her tongue in my mouth and when that happened I had no choice but to let go of the bat. Then when we were french kissing we started caressing each other I took off her shirt, she took off my sleeping pants and I. “You are lucky,” she said, “that the curse is smart enough to predict what would happen if it simply gave into its desires, and terrorized the city with its power.” She would lock it and Jack away until a better course of action could be found. The idea was disheartening, but a better reality than his death, or the death of the Masquerade.“Agreed.” He rubbed through his shirt at a spot on his chest. “Didn’t feel lucky at the time.”Was that ... a joke? From her sheriff? Ah, of course. An. I licked on and around her clit most of the time, eliciting the strongest response; she would spread her legs wider, moan loudly, and push my head right into her. However, just to explore some more, I shoved my tongue right up her pussy, receiving a very loud gasp. She would buck her hips with pleasure, doing her best to steady herself."Oooh, fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!" was all Kelly would pant, unable to think of anything else in her pleasure-clouded mind. For a smart girl, she certainly seemed.