I can feel the walls of your pussy tighten in waves down my finger as your orgasm washes over you. Your hips buck with the best orgasm you've ever had...so far. Your hands grab the back of my head and your pussy latches onto my finger as all of your fluids rush to my waiting mouth. This is the prize I so badly lust for. I want to drink those juices in and swirl my tongue in your now sopping pussy.My mouth never wants to leave the bliss it's found, but the urgent pulling of your hands on my head. This was a woman. Nothing like my other female friends. I knew that from the moment she walked in, she had me mastered."The people you're house sitting for have very good taste," she said.She stepped down into the dropped down living room and walked along one of the walls. She paused in front of a watercolor. She stood with her back to me and looked at a picture of a schooner. I took in the shape of her ass and the smooth tone of her calves."I know this artist," she said, turned her head. Cindy had entered an abandoned jewelry store, thinking it would be ironically clever, if the coveted bar of gold was hidden somewhere inside. She constantly looked around, both to search for the item, and to make sure she wasn't being stalked. However, she was already in trouble.Tanner had picked up a lovely scent of floral perfume and knew it wasn’t a convict. That was for sure. He found Cindy rummaging through the trashes store and slowly made his way behind her. “Hello there, sexy.” He said. I could tell he was nervous about saying - when he turned towards me and we both stopped jacking - that he and some buds at the gym would jack off together a lot - sometimes at the gym, sometimes when they were chilling together at his friends' houses, and when they were out spending time together other places. I couldn't believe it! I asked him to tell me about it - saying that whatever we talked about was totally between just him and us. And I started to play with my dick again when he told.