. . like that! Yeah, just like that!’ He began rubbing his face side-to-side with his tongue propped against her clit, and Argie went off again, whi...pering, trembling and humping into his face and all the while murmuring platitudes of endearments to him and his skillful love-making. Finally, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled his face from her cunt and rested it on her soft belly. He slipped his tongue into her belly button, then made a farting noise. Argie squirmed again, but this. Henny entered my office with her usual "Good morning," though it was hardly morning any more. While she picked up papers from 'in' and 'out' trays I had a chance to look at her undisturbed. What I saw was a woman around 40 years of age, which I knew very well to be true. She was small and slim, but her broad shoulders and rather wide hips made her look a bit square. There was not much in the tit department, but it was hard to judge, because her blouse was loose. But I had remembered right about. “Of course ... Doctor,” Dana said with a playful smile. She unzipped the figure hugging blue jumpsuit that she was wearing, revealing an ample expanse of cleavage. Maintaining eye contact with the brunette, she slipped the material of the jumpsuit off her shoulders, and then let it fall to her waist, freeing her impressive breasts.Rachel reached out with her hand and let her fingertips glide down the redhead’s neck, and then over her chest, following the path where she had been horribly. Bruno was muscular and extremely masculine. The black hair on his was slicked back and shiny, and he had a pencil moustache and thin sideburns. Bruno’s upper body was covered with a range of tattoos. His left upper arm had a large Maltese cross and the other arm, a picture of Jesus’ face. On his stomach two revolvers pointed upward with their barrels touching between his large nipples. On his flanks there were two substantial daggers, one with a blade facing upward, and the other blade,.