They were no less curvaceous than Barb's, just more substantial.As he'd told her when she fretted about her thighs when she turned sixteen, the less K...m wore, the better she looked. In short shorts or a skimpy bikini, Kimberly was a striking young woman. Covered from head to toe, there was an impression she was far stockier than she actually was.It had been a moment he made sure was never repeated. Kim had glowed from an inner warmth the rest of the afternoon and stayed close to him the rest of. .. you drop to your knees and lick his balls ... little Michael is standing tall now ... and dripping all over your hands ... you then take him into your mouth and he starts to pump slowly and deeply down your throat. God it's erotic. You have his entire attention now and you control him ... his hands grab your hair and he's now fucking your mouth in earnest. As he starts to come, you open your mouth to let his come drip down your face ... and it does. It's copious ... and it drips down across. Sylvia was a real sweetheart and we totally hit it off. James askedSylvia if she wanted to join us for dinner but she refused and said thatus lovebirds should spend more time alone. She said she would go home tohave dinner with her husband Henry and be fine. James said he had madereservations at a trendy Chinese restaurant in Fort Lee that he alwayswanted to try and asked if I would wear the new brown suede dresstonight. I was more than happy to oblige and left James and Sylviatalking while I. And the spots in which Dallas had flogged me stung furiously and reminded me that I did not want or need any more welts upon my pale skin. Slowly, I parted my lips and Dallas took the opportunity to stick his fingers inside. “That’s right, baby…” he chuckled under his breath, “Lick it all up, use your tongue.” I followed his demands, closing my lips around his fingers and swirling my tongue around his two fingers. Surprisingly, the taste of my juices was something sweet, yet slightly salty..