I tuck the tip of my nose right under her hoop and breathe in long slow and deep. I'm rewarded by the hardest erection I've ever had. I pull my dick o...t since it's beginning to hurt in my pants. I take a lick from bottom to top between her pussy lips. My tongue has an almost cumshot size clump of unclean pussy. I spit it out. The taste was enough I didn't need to swallow it. I lick again and spit out some more. Before I realized it I had literally licked her clean. Still not sure she has. Over the next six months, Albert turned her into the most brazen singing stripping machine the place had known, and she was proud of herself because Albert was proud of his daughter. He came to know her intimately, from the various features of her nipples to the bounce of her ass to the shade of her pink.He remembered one occasion when she'd been on stage, wearing her wig and nothing else. She'd been singing 'One Fine Day' from Madame Butterfly, and demonstrating how badly she desired the. Our hands gently ran up and down his shaft, feeling the firmness, the pulse was strong.As I looked down Dave's body enjoying the sight, Cathy smiled and then moved her head right down over the throbbing member, her lips parted, and with her tongue she did a circuit of the glans, finishing with a kiss on the tip. Cathy mouthed a 'Your turn', so as an obedient young friend I copied, thinking that this was a really beautiful penis, strong, smooth and a nice shape. While I was there enjoying the. They move to face away from me, lost in each other. His body pressed into the rear of hers, his hands on her stomach, his lips on her neck, her eyes on me in the mirror. I should look away but can't. She stares at me and smiles as she exposes a pert breast and moves his fingers to her nipple. She gasps as he pinches her sensitive, pierced flesh, never breaking her gaze but to signal where I should look next. I follow her mirrored line of sight to the hitched-up skirt bundled around a slender.