I would close my legs in pleasure. She would forcefully open them and start rubbing her thumb on my clitoris, which I thought I never had.She rubbed m... clitoris while her fingers squeezed my pussy lips. I was breathing hard. She whispered in my ear, “Do you like it!”“Haaaaaa,” I moaned. She whispered in my ear again, “Kiss me hard.” I just obliged. All I could do was how I used to enjoy a lollipop. I was madly kissing her lips. She was pulling my lips with her lips.She continued rubbing my. She had a prior commitment the next night, but to make up for it I was invited to her north London home the next night after for a meal. For the times we were together which was disappointing being stationed a thousand miles away on an American Air Base in West Germany we weren,t together as much as we,d have liked. By July,1968 my three years in Germany were drawing to a close and I was due to fly back to America in August so it was time to take a gamble so I bought an engagement ring and once. Banjit’s tongue and lips were joined by her fingers exploring Faith’s pussy, she in turn did the same and the two girls kept this up for quite a while. The bed was absolutely drenched and Banjit sensed Faith was getting near her breaking point. It was time to up the ante. Banjit got up off the bed and whispered to Faith to stay put. She walked to the corner and fumbled with something, then she turned round, Banjit was now sporting a splendid 8 inch strap-on. A thick black rubber cock, complete. He reaches up, and tugs my pigtailed hair, forcing me to look upwards, offering up my neck to him. He leans in, and sucks on my exposed flesh, licking and biting every so often. The moans that escape my lips tease him, he bites and licks more. I can feel him work up to my ear, nipping it gently as he tugs on it. My hips keep rolling, his cock now sliding along my slit but not sliding in, not just yet. He keeps my head pulled back, biting harder now into my neck, almost hurtful but it feels so.