You CANNOT FAKE IT, when it comes to cunnilingus. Happily, I don’t have to fake it. I bent down close to her glistening labia. Before using my tongu... I stroked her cunt lips and the entire area around her pussy. She started to breath hard and her pelvis started moving up and down, definitely a good start. Then I planted some kisses over the same area, letting my tongue extend just enough to let her get an idea of what would be happening shortly. She was breathing harder by this point and moaned. I then got two trash bags and started putting beer cans and the pizza boxes in them. I was almost finished when I heard a knock on the door.I quickly hid the bags and kicked around the remaining beer cans so it wasn’t as obvious that I had a party. I walked to the door and opened it. There stood Ms. Robinson, my next door neighbor.“Hey Brad. I came over to ask if you needed any help cleaning up?”“Um… I don’t know what you mean,” I lied nervously.“Oh come on Brad, you think I don’t know what a. ’ I stood aside to let her in. We kissed, then she poured a generous amount of gel into her hand and started to wash my chest and shoulders. She worked down my body, stopping from time to time to kiss me and then pour some shower gel into her hands. She paid particular attention to my balls and, by now, my solid erection, all the time smiling and kissing me, then she stopped and handed me the shower gel and said ‘your turn.’ I did the same for Lorraine, washing every part of her but paying. I opened my throat as much as I could as the Coach began to move his hips. I pulled my finger out of his ass and he began to face fuck me. Because I was laying down his cock went deeper down my throat than it ever had before. His moans turned into screams of joy and as James had now started sucking on my cock, my muffled moans had turned into whimpers. As the Coach started to pump his hips faster and faster his body was starting to tense up. I knew he was going to cum. The last and only time I.