She glances up and sees Lou looking down at her, a wide grin spread across his face. So she goes back to work, kissing the tip of his cock, then raisi...g it up in her little hand so she can lick the underside from base to head, pleased to hear him moan in accepting pleasure. Stacy leans forward on her knees a bit, bracing her hand against one of Lou's legs as she sucks on the tip a little bit more, then slips a few inches of his cock more fully into her mouth. She can feel him run his fingers. "Man, isn't lifea bitch?" she teased, as she applied my tag. It was now my turn to turnaround and face the light. I cursed myself for letting Eddie talk me into shavingdown there now, because I knew when I pulled my cheeks apart.... Well, at leastit sped up the process, but it was still the most humiliating thing I've everhad to do. It was Wendy's turn next. I know you know how shy Wendy is. She had to bejust dying. She always complained about the size of her breasts. I tried notto look, but I. She turned again, this time facing me and sat herself down over my lap.- This time it's your turn to work, she said and pushed my body onto the bed.As she did, she moved her ass onto my neck leaving her vagina straight over my mouth. Without any hesitation I started to lick her. She moaned louder and louder and the minutes passed until he finally curved her lower back, throwing her head back and letting herself go over the edge. I could feel her body trembeling as she sat down on my face. For a. ", I mean whereas I myself am barely making it as a babe in recovery myself once again, & you know like trying to pick up the pace upon making quite regular attendance to that being of some, or of such a.a./alcoholics'-anonymous, & sometimes n.a./narcotics-anonymous twelve-steps-&-twelve-traditions self-help-recovery-program meetings without somebody else breathing some, or such funk in my face whereas one's breath can, or could possibly become, or be just as much as threatening as a fist,.