Her voice grew hoarse, and she could only croak between gasps for breath by the time James let her folds slip from between her lips to tease her with ...he tip of his tongue. The aftershocks lasted just as long as her seemingly unending orgasm, spurred on by James’ torturously tenacious tongue. When he finally emerged from between her thighs, she could see that his face and her mound were coated in a shimmering sheathe of her wetness. Anna sucked in deep, stuttering breaths, blackness hovering at. She knew that if he pushed just a little he could finger her deeply. She wondered if he knew how, if he had ever fingered a woman. She thought of Kira’s expert touch and how that had brought her swiftly to orgasm. She wanted Billy to do the same. Frustratingly his fingers moved out of her panties and away. Hester almost groaned with exasperation. Billy also eased his cock from hand. She was almost annoyed, was he simply going to wank over her as he had done before? Why would he waste such a. To endure the agony of not knowing, Am I prepared. My hands would be the instruments of your undressing. Would we kiss? We may kiss. Would the senses we have in our mouths find enjoyment Yes, we would taste each other at last?Would we enjoy the subtle mixing of our labored breathing? Would we enjoy the warm, wet lust that fills each of our mouths? Would we permitted our lips to part, encouraging, although would both our tongues know of these secrets already?Could we surviving the agony of sweet. His computer is in his living room. I was looking in all his documents but I couldn't find it. I decided I might as well just jerk off right there since I had already gone that far. The chair I was sitting on was very squeaky but I had headphones on. I guess I woke up his mom because she came down stairs. she tapped my shoulder and asked if I was almost done because I was making a lot of noise. I didn't say anything I just covered myself with my hands. she asked if I wanted lotion. I got up to.