Slowly, I began to fingerfuck her, first to my second knuckle and eventually all the way in. Her mound rested in my palm as my finger did its work. Mu... squirmed under my hand. I followed my finger with my tongue. I don't know how I knew that was the right thing. I just wanted to taste the source of that scent that I found so intoxicating. My mouth was now on her cunt and I brought my hands to her breasts as she squirmed against my tongue.My hands found the elastic at the waist of her panties. It was mellow and not the kind of thing to dilute the mind but a stronger reliever than your average herb and it lacked some of the nasty after effects. Plus the smoke would fill the air with a luxurious aroma. Which left him smelling quite good when he hurried onto the train. He found a car and sat in one of the seats and looked at the clock and of course at exactly one thirty the train left the station. Henry found himself dosing off and soon fell asleep entirely ‘WEST KINGSTON!’ the. Even bunched up tightly together, the two fists stretched the limits of what her anal cavity could contain. "My... Fucking... Ass!" She groaned between breaths. Luxuriating for a moment in the sight of Kim squirming over her desk with her back door exquisitely plugged by two podgy lady fists, Clare tested the freedom of her fingertips, unclenching one hand and wrapping the other tightly around it. "You know, Kim, I would never even try this with someone unless I really didn't give a shit about. Feeling the zing of pleasure when you run your thumbs across my nipples and the pinch them, I smile down at you. Trailing my kisses across your tense jaw, I feel you start to breathe faster as I tickle my tongue along the sensitive skin behind your ear. Moaning softly in your ear I ask “Do you taste this good all over?” and hear you groan in torture under me. My fingers slide down to rub and toy with your right nipple as I kiss my way across your left collarbone. Occasionally you can feel.