With no further encouragement needed I stuck my face in her bush and found her honey pot. She was steaming in a good way, very hot and definitely ver... moist. I found each of her lips and sucked them out, pulling her juices from them. She was really starting to get into this, pushing her mound closer to me as if to get my tongue and face inside her. I reached around and grabbed both of her ass checks and held them firm then inserted my tongue around the rim of her love canal and swirled. Comemy Child to the room that the nus have prepared for you." He held my hand, he wasshaking as much as I was, and I was the nervous bride. The room thenuns made was small a statue of Mother Mary and a pray bench, Inervously counted my rosarie. I was told to strip and knee on thebench. I never was nude infront of a priest about it felt very weird. "You pray mychild as your Brother, taking the place of your Father whips you thenyour Mother shall whip you too and Me the Father, the Priest. Her studio was in Warwick (UK), not too far away. The problem was that I’d been banned from driving, so I had to ask a friend, Jake, to drive me there. I phoned Susanna and made a booking for a few days later, for her to pose men’s magazine style. That’s where a girl will get naked and pose with their legs wide apart, like in adult men’s magazines.On the day, Jake drove me to the studio. He said that he’d wait in the car and he’d brought a book to read. He’d parked right opposite Susanna’s. Then bringing her hands up to those firm young tits. Hefting them for weight, pinching the nipples… “Nice boobs… At least there’s something good about you then!” Holding the pinch just long enough for Eden to begin wincing, then releasing them. Standing in front of her, in her personal space… Stroking both hands down her thighs, then running then back up to her buttocks and grasping them… Very close – almost face to face… Eye to eye… Eden seems to be waiting for a kiss, but doesn’t look like.