I lowered my tongue to her shaven cunt and licked the upper lips she squeezed her lips due to excitement and was gripping the bed sheets with her hand... her hairs were sprayed on the bed all over.She was looking at me and making sounds, hash mar gayeee uhhh aur chatooo achaa lag raha hai, mera pani chato naa, andar bhi chatoo and main abhi jharna naming chahti hun jitney time lage lagaoooo… I spread her lips with my fingers and inserted my tongue and my ….all of a sudden a warm river of white. I am gagging and suffocating and finally he pulls out, I begin to cough and globs of spit drip and fall from my mouth.I look at him vicously, "I didn't like that." I say.Frank laughs a bit and then replies "well you'll get use to that. It made me feel really good sweetie thank you so much." At that moment the blood I see in my subconscious appears and I have the orgasmic urge to watch this man bleed. But before I realise what's happening a moan escapes my mouth and the most amazing sensation. She drew the trembling clitoris into her teeth and sucked upon it, reveling in the flexing and heaving.And the identical thing was happening to her as Stella's tongue tapped intriguingly against her clit, as Stella's hot mouth and teasing teeth worked over her cunt lips and delved into her vagina.For a while they squirmed together, matching movement for movement, tingle for tingle, but their individual emotions got out of hand, and they veered off into sizzling little byways of exploration on. She smiles up at him, and he kisses her upturned face. Cherry-red lips looking so inviting, tongues snaking out to entwine around one another. They reluctantly part as the train pulls in, and enter the carriage. Looking about, they see it is empty. The express has no stops until London, some 20 minutes away. They sit in comfortable silence, as he watches her; her lips slightly parted, her pupils dilated. Through the material of her blouse, he can see that her nipples are still aroused. She.