My back arches and I moan, pushing your head further down. You know what I want, but you make me wait, anticipation rising in me like lava.Still worki...g your way down with a trail of licks and kisses, you stop at my navel. You gently run your tongue around it. Sliding your hands down from my full breasts, you run your fingers down the sides of my tense body to my hips, and loop your thumbs under the strap of my G-string. I raise my hips into the air, encouraging you to slide them off. You look. Feeling her wetness, I ran my fingers just between the edge of her lips and up to the hood of her clit, giving it a quick tease. My lips descended slowly over her pussy, the tip of my tongue dipped briefly between her lips to savor the sweet nectar then glided completely inside her before withdrawing to a kiss. I had begun circling my tongue around her pussy when she pushed my head down, so I started licking her pussy faster and faster. I slid two fingers in her, finding her g-spot and stroking. ” John answered.“I’m fine, darling,” I called back and had to stifle another moan as another wad of spunk shot into me. “Tired. I got in very late. I ‘m going to lie in for a while. I might even go back to sleep.”“I’ve cooked you some breakfast, mum.”It was Paul.“As you’re tired I’ll set it up on a tray and bring it in.” Paul continued.“No. No,” I said, panicking. “I’m not hungry at all.”I then gave a loud yelp as Dexter, not liking me talking so loud, jumped off my back with no warning,. "What do you want?" he demanded."We demand justice!" proclaimed Jorge. "We protest the outrageous exoneration, despite overwhelming evidence of his guilt, of Finance Minister Cohecho, who has stolen food from the mouths of our babies and has taken his stolen money out of the country to enrich himself and his greedy cohorts! We demand food for the poor! We demand jobs! We demand decent medical care! We demand decent drinking water! We demand an end to the corruption that pervades our government!.