Your hands still on my ass and still pulling me towards you with each thrust as your fingers find there way to my asshole and being to probe, teasing ...e as they poke just inside me and then out again, faster than your thrusts and my body struggles on which to follow. Your long deep slow thrusts into my pussy, over and over again, filling me, stretching me, moving through my tight opening.....or the short gentle probing at my back door, going in just deep enough so I can feel you there, feel my. "Aren't we done?" hecomplained."Nope," Charisse answered. "Your clothes don't work. Time for some newones."Tom frowned. "Okay," he relented, knowing that the girls were going toget him new clothes whether he liked it or not. "Maybe we can get me acouple of shirts and pants." Something like that," Katie said sweetly. Tom shuddered involuntarily;he knew from her tone of voice that it was going to be nothing likethat.First on the tour of torture was the lingerie department of a. He caught the scent of her delicious dewiness as he threw the dampened fabric onto the ground. One lick, one drop would be enough to send him into a frenzy. Her eyes were wide with anticipation as she placed her palms in his hair and guided him to her glossy opening. She shivered as he lapped up all the nectar that had accumulated outside of her pink opening. Sweat gleamed on both of their foreheads as the air in the room became thick and humid. Quiet squeaks slipped out of her mouth as he. I continue to kiss your mouth, then your eye lids, I move onto your ears and neck. You let out a sigh as my hand brushes your breast and I slowly unbutton your dress fully so it falls open. My fingers work on your bra and I pull the cups down and your beautiful breasts are exposed, your nipples already stiffening as I kiss each one in turn. I roll them between my fingers and then circle the aureole, which seem to make your nipples stand even prouder.I run my finger from between your breasts.