I was just letting my tongue part her labia and start to lick her inner walls between her lips when I saw her eyes close again as her head rocked back... I made sure my tongue made a soft slurping noise as I pulled it into my mouth, and watched her face.It took less than ten seconds this time before our eyes were again looking into each other and I resumed. This time pressing deep between her lovely wet and swollen lips. I felt her opening under my tongue, the slightly thicker and almost muscular. As she cums, he takes his hands and gently rakes the fingertips over her thighs. It heightens the sensations and causes her to buck wildly. He holds her thighs to steady her and as a few aftershocks roll through making her body twitch she lets out a hearty laugh and looks down at him with appreciative eyes.The quaking subsides and her rises to his feet. Dr****g her arms around him she kisses him tasting her juices on his face; it tastes so sweet and she laps it all up. Her eyes glance down at. As far as the attempted crime was concerned, it was as if a passerby had asked her for the time of day. He stopped, took her by the shoulders and then just looked down at her upturned face. "What was that all about, Cath? My God! I've never seen anyone look so cool in my life." I'm not cool, I'm cold!" she replied. "Ken, would you hold me for a minute, please?"He tipped her chin up and kissed her softly. He confirmed what had happened at Murphy's: Her lips were as sweet as sugar and he could. Angela rang the bell.As before, the porch light went out and the door opened with an ominous creaking. We stepped inside.Leathers was standing there. He gave Angel a peck on the cheek and said, “Hi,” then turned to me. “Hey Sarah, how’ve you been?” He was no longer wearing his motorcycle helmet. This time he wore a cloth hood type mask with only his eyes, nose and mouth showing.I was feeling a bit nervous, but in a strange relaxed sort of way. “Been doing good,” I said. We all walked into the.