Straddling her. She feels touching on her face again. But a softer touch. What maybe the softess skin she ever felt. The smell of Irish spring is nea...ly overwhelming now.She feels the soft finger tip slowly slide up her chin and trace he lips around twice before sliding up her cleff as the tip of what she thought was a finger gets to her nose she feels an even softer skin begin to touch her chin. It was then that she realized the finger on the tip of her nose was boy penis and the softer touch. ” With your tongue?” I asked. “No, my hand, but then… you know I just kind of wondered, and umm yeah, I just licked my pussy and clit. I came very quickly that first time.” “When was this?”“Oh about three years ago.” My mind wandered to the little girl I knew then, and how we never know what is going on inside someone else’s mind. I guess the same way she had no idea I had been wanking off dreaming of her little body riding on my prick. I began to get a bonner thinking about it, and the. Now I said Miki and had had group sex before, but it was all very organized. A meeting, chit chat, etc. And hardly ever a repeat performance. I wanted more though. I couldn't put my finger on what that was exactly until I had met Dave. I wanted full on wet, sticky, regular group sex sessions and I knew I would only get that from my own woman. The plan was simple, invite Dave over. Hang out until Miki got home, and see where it went. However I was worried if we talked about it too much it might. It hurt more when they were removed than when she put them on. “Oh, yes, yes. You’re so wonderful.”“You naughty slut,” she growled and yanked off another pair. “My slave. How much does this hurt?”“So much!” I screamed.“Captain Thyrna told me all about this.” She yanked off another two. My eyes rolled back into my head. “Maybe I should let her fuck you and claw you up as payment.”“Whatever you think is best, my Queen,” I howled.She kept pulling off the clothes pegs, working around my tits. The.