My pussy so warm... so sweet... moving in and out... gripping your tongue tightly... drawing you deeper in me... my thighs tighten around you... my hi...s moving in perfect time with you... harder you move... licking faster... pushing me closer to the edge... your fingers stroking my clit... my hands grip your head tightly... grinding against you... your tongue urging me on... my juices flowing over it... my moans turn to soft crys as you bring me closer... your fingers working their magic... you. John was fascinated. He knew both the girls were highly rated for their bodies at school. Evidently there was quite a lot to it, being sexy.Their backs done, Mr Whitaker and Janie turned over. John very, very nearly gasped out loud - Mr Whitaker had an erection!It looked enormous, so much bigger than his own; like twice as long AND twice as thick. If that’s what girls like Ella liked then he was doomed!And she obviously DID like it. She was giggling, swapping comments with Lettie and Janie, and. I LOOVE IT. MAKE ME CUUM.’ As Uma’s climax rocked her, the 2 noticed my staring. Then, Uma whispered something at Gwyneth. As I was about to walked over, they came to me. ‘Hi, Bob.’ Uma said, and waved at me. ‘Hi, Uma.’ ‘Hi.’ the slim blonde said, and also waved. ‘How ya doin’ Gwyn?’ That was my pet-name for her. ‘Were’s Nic? She get tired of your stench?’ the ‘Pulp Fiction’ star laughed. ‘See had to use the ladies room.’ ‘AHHHH. Taking a dump, huh. Go after her. I know you like scat.’ I. I do not know why, but the very sight of this bulb expanding, knowing that it would soon be expanding in my tight little bottom aroused me slightly. I watched as Jerome, released the pressure from the bulb and allowed it to deflate. I began to understand the sexual nature of the procedure that I was about to ‘endure’. I sat there on the table, wearing nothing but a thin hospital gown that covered little, while I listed intently. I was too nervous and embarrassed to ask any questions. I simply.