I should be feeling used and humiliated, but I was actually getting to enjoy it. Every one of my erogenous zones was being attended to, and the next o...gasm was starting to well up inside me. It didn't reach me as quickly as it reached the guy who was fucking my mouth though, and with a mighty groan he grabbed my head and pulled me on to him. His cock went in past my tonsils and he shot jet after jet of sticky spunk straight down into my belly. I thought I was going to pass out but thankfully he. She said it as though she was informing him of something he needed to understand. It caught Bert off-guard. He felt that she was hurt and it was his fault. As he recanted his earlier self-congratulations, she spoke again."You're no younger than me, Bert."There it was; finally, he felt he understood what was on her mind. First, was the confession of self-doubt followed by the preemptive counterattack-in-advance—a sharing of insecurity"I know how old I am," he thought. "I'm old enough to know. Your eyes focus more. You can see the cut away of the bodystocking that shows my smooth white thighs; the shadow of my pussy beneath the lace. You wonder if I am already wet for you. Your cock is hardening, but I pretend not to notice. I move a half-step, and turn so you can see my strappy red fuck-me shoes. I like to stand there and let you look. I run my hands over my breasts, my thighs, smoothing the lace. I am in no hurry. Your cock kicks like a startled horse."Untie me!" you say.I just. My lips met her wet vagina lips and I started to run my tongue up and down her highly lubricated slit with only slight penetration, a light teasing foreplay. I did this until her hips were gyrating and then I located the clitoris and gave it a tender sucking sensation by enclosing my lips around it and sucking. I then swirled my tongue in circles around Angela’s now highly excited clit. The friction of the swirling tongue caused her legs to shudder and tremble against my chest as she came.