The skin on my neck melted on contact with each kiss. Every slow, wet, tender kiss. I felt each one in my whole body. He continued to suck at my neck ...s I slowly slid one of his hands down the front of my pants, not wasting time to play with the red lace underneath them that I had worn in case of this special occasion. I kept my hand on his and glided his fingers in a circular motion around my hot mound, telling him I wanted us to feel me getting wetter together. My juices were boiling from my. Streams of cum splash over Miss’s chin and neck and chest and breasts]M---: Unnnnhhhhhhhhh… Uhhhnnn… Uhnnn… Uh…![The cum starts to run down into her cleavage. Miss watches it trickling down. Without knowing it she licks her lips.]Miss: Now look what you’ve done!M---: Uhnnn …!Miss: You naughty boy!M---: Uhn …!Miss: Now what are you going to do?M---: Ahhhhhhhhhh…!Miss: Hmmmm? Look at the state you’ve got me in.M---: I… couldn’t… help it… MissMiss: Come here[M advances]Miss: Now lick it up.M---:. . Do you ever come?” She asked in a languid voice, and then chuckled.“Close.”Reaching deep into reserves of strength, Raven managed to lever up onto her arms, and then sit upright with him still inside her. After a shiver from the lingering effects of her orgasm, she lifted her hips just enough for him to slip free. She crawled over him, and lay down on her back in the scant space remaining on the pallet.“I want it,” she said in a breathless, sexy voice.Cerebus rolled the opposite way to push. She usually opted to a short robe, and the panties du jour. Then when Ben asked her what she was wearing, she could tell him truthfully. And when he asked Nicole to touch herself, all her aching needs were easily accessible. He was forever asking her to touch herself more intimately for him, but this was something she could never do. She needed flesh, someone there to hold her, to touch her. Touching things herself always left her wanting more, feeling more frustrated than satisfied. She would.