He sat up and pulled my tee shirt off and yanked my sleep shorts off. He didn’t say a word. He laid me back in the bed and moved between my legs and...lifted them on his shoulders and smiled. “I love the way you smell, baby,” he said softly, licking my lower lips gently at first. He nuzzled his nose closer and licked me from bottom to top. I trembled slightly as his tongue found my clit and he started licking me, almost softly at first, but as he felt my response, the intensity increased. I. She needed something out of the ordinary to re-energise her sex drive and get her out of the slump that her post-breakup had triggered. The answer, however, was not something new and outrageous but rather a stirring of an old passion…Chloe had hit puberty before her parents had provided the necessary briefing on the birds and bees. This had entailed an awaking of strange desires and no knowledge with which to steer them. She recalled how her trips to the toilet had become more of a thrill as. Brenda's pussy was wet and slippery, the way it always got when she sat in class and daydreamed about Mr. Best. She could feel the coarse, curly tendrils of pubic hair as her fingers stroked her soft, vulval flesh. It was better at night in her bed but she didn't want to wait until then. She'd do it again then, anyway.Brenda squeezed her well-developed breasts with the other hand and wondered what her teacher would think if he knew what she was doing. She wondered also what it would be like to. I took her foot in my hand and began to kiss her toes, gently inching my way from toe to toe and down her instep toward her heel, then back toward her toes. As I looked up at her face I could not tell if she was in agony or ecstasy, her eyes were closed and she was gently biting her lip. I sat up and moved quickly across to her chair. I kissed her mouth and repositioned my right hand around her back and nestled my head into the nape of her neck, then back to her gorgeous lips. Our kisses became.