Her favorite cut was "Air on the G-String", by J.S.Bach. She thought the title was hilarious, considering her part-time job, but she was always moved ...y the sweetness and longing she felt when she listened to it; it said things to her that words couldn't, it sometimes made her weep, but in a happy way. She'd never really listened to"classical" music before. John hadn't been condescending when he gave it to her. It was simply music that she'd never heard before, and he thought that she would. I stroked over it in tiny circles, teasing my little bud out of its nest and gradually spreading the pearly dew over my lips until they were both slick with my desire. My legs started to tremble a little as I rubbed myself for Jen and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep my balance. I climbed onto the bed and lay back against two propped up pillows, not breaking the rhythm of my caresses for a moment. The sensation as I slowly slid my balled up panties back and forth over my clit was. “Trust me,” He said barely above a whisper. I smiled like an idiot and gave a little nod. He grinned back and turned around again, grabbed my hand, and led off again. We walked for about 2 more minutes before we came to a slight clearing. Up in an old oak tree there was a tree house. We walked over and me motioned for me to climb. “Ladies first.” Taking the first tentative step I slowly ascended the ladder. I pushed up the little door and was greeted by the lovely smell of oak. I climbed. He loses control and blows his load.I told her in my experience, There are a couple of ways to give you an orgasm. Going down on you, with my tongue and literally eat you out, or giving you my finger, or going in and coming out slowly and and making you beg for relief.NOW there you go again. Just listening to what you are saying is making my pussy wet..DAMN YOU!! I could fuck you right now if we were not in this restaurant.NOW I am horny..and we cant do anything about it here in the.