Not that I needed much coaxing. My lips brushed against the well lubricated petals of her pussy. My tongue extended, feathering along the oozing creas..., up toward her clit, around the hood, down the other side to just above her rectum, then up, through the middle, parting her lips, getting a real taste of this hot young morsel.“Oooh, that’s good Mr. G.” she cooed rucking her hips up to meet my tongue Both of her hands firmly clasped my head, pulling me into her soft wetness, my nose tickled by. Slowly, though, that other one focused on my perineum and then on the crease between my cheeks. He was rubbing the aromatic warm oil into my skin as his finger came closer and closer to my hole. Looking down at me and staring right into my eyes, he pressed right on it. He saw that obviously, I did not mind and then holding my gaze, he slowly pushed his finger up me. “Nice Sir?” He asked holding it rigid deep inside me. “Wonderful,” I groaned desperately. I was getting fantastic sensations from. " You were planning to take off your skirt for me?" I asked."Well," she said with a crooked smile, putting her arms around my neck, "I thought it might happen,--at home—in bed. Not in the airport parking garage." I can't wait," I said. I reached behind her and gripped the bare cheeks of her ass. "How long ago did you change your mind?" I asked, rubbing and squeezing the firm, smooth, pliant flesh. I shifted my hands under her, lifting her, separating her ass cheeks and pussy lips as she wrapped. How I wanted to be nothing more than an object for a man, or even multiple men. Most importantly, I told him how I had never explored any of this before. No partner I’d had in the past would even talk about it with me. I started becoming impatient while I’d wait for his messages to come through, savouring every deliciously dirty thing he said he wanted to do to me if we ever met. It was the night I told him all about my desires to seriously explore my submissive tendencies that things took a.