Pulling out, I traced again and found her plump clit; she practically jumped as I rubbed little circles around it."No, no, no, please no, please don't....." her voice was quivering, a hesitant whine in her tone.Her moans grew louder then, as my thumb pressed against her clit, and my ring finger slipped inside her tight wet pussy; I could feel her muscles clenching and unclenching.I chuckled, whispering in her ear "please don't what, my lusty little neighbor, what don't you want me to do?" Please. The whole time her hands caressed and scratched him as if his pleasure was also her own."Angela", he hissed but she didn't stop. "This is torture, love".Angela released him unwillingly and climbed on top of him. He grabbed her hips to help her and guided her on his erection. With her right hand she put him inside her and the moment he felt himself sinking in her silken depths all movement ceased and they looked at each other.Her face was crimson as if she were ashamed of something. James used. This becomes more difficult after puberty, when your physical appearance fails to keep pace with most of your male classmates. I was always the small, slightly built little blondie, but now, watching the others' voices deepening, their jaws becoming more prominent, their legs hairy, their musculature more obvious, I cursed myself for having none of that noticeably happening to me, as it forced me to work even harder to convince the world that I was a young "man."To complicate matters further,. "Not until I taste every inch of the beautiful feast laid out before me," he said with heat in his eyes. He moved to her feet and tenderly cupped her heel in his hand, raising her foot to his lips. Soft kisses trailed upward. She moaned as he worked his way closer and closer to where she was aching for him, but just as she could feel his warm breath on her most delicate skin he moved away again. He started again at the other foot, repeating the process of touching every surface of her skin with.