He knew exactly what he was doing. His fingers curled perfectly to hit my G-Spot. It took less than a minute for me to be back on the edge. Just as I ...as about to let Mr. Smith know I was on the verge of cumming, his fingers stopped moving inside me. Apparently he was confident he could tell when I was close. He paused for only a few seconds and then began fingering me again with the same intensity. This time it was less than thirty seconds before he stopped just short of my orgasm. He paused. Enjoying my dick inch by inch. What surprised me, even more, was that when she took my entire ball sack inside her mouth. She tried closing her mouth with my sac inside. I was mesmerized when she did that. My entire body was enjoying each and every second of what she was doing.She was such a passionate lover of sex. She enjoyed what she was doing. I could handle her blowjob only for a few minutes. While I was about to reach my climax, I stopped her and made her come back up. I wanted her to. . guilt ... you ... were ... amazing! I could ... eat this ... pussy ... forever. Believe me. Delicious! Never feel bad about offering a girl a pussy this sweet to eat! Yum. Yum. Yum. Just to make my point, if it’s okay with the lord of the manor here, my sisters and I will drag you to bed tonight and eat you out until you see stars! We’re gonna lick this cunt and this butt so much that you’ll forget that our mouths and tongues are separate from your twat! How about it, guys?” Jamie looked at. .. In 1742 Alistair Groze came to America, 'Massachusets Colony' then, and married a young heiress called Ethel Lourdes. They settled in what would later become part of Cambridge, with a diverse farm that produced everything from apples to pumpkins, milk to mutton, and cheese to chestnuts. The family prospered, for a time, with seven sons, all of whom went on to attend Harvard. Then, around 1777 something went profoundly WRONG. Family legend says that Alistair and Ethel's firstborn son, Gregory.