I resumed my assault on her clitoris, now lapping with just as much pressure as I knew loved, then speedily swirling my tongue. I was rewarded by a de...ightful melody of gasps, as though she couldn’t retain enough air in her chest to breath, let alone beg.Now pushing into her as deep as I could, I spiked my tongue and bobbed my head quickly and forcefully. I knew from experience just how this would drive her wild, and normally, would be enough to tip her over her edge. I could feel the straining. She spread herself out on my desk among the coffee stains, splinters, and flyspecks. She pointed. “It’s right here.” “All right then,” I said. “Let’s get started.” I had the men line up on the stairs. I stood by the door and let them in one by one. Four hours later Carlotta screamed. I rushed in. Carlotta was disheveled and bruised. “This is all I can take.” She said. “Not one of them came anywhere close to my spark plug.” She heaved a despondent sigh. “Shall we try again tomorrow?” I said.. I laid on the shower floor, legs wide open for him. Giving me a minute to come round, he then ordered me to get on my hands and knees and brace myself; he was going to spray my ass. Telling me to spread my ass cheeks for him, as he sprayed my star, he made me tremble and inwardly moan, edging me all the time. When he had finished, he put the showerhead back in its place, warning me not to touch myself.I looked up at him as he began to soap himself. My legs were still trembling slightly as I. She described her as alabaster white skin, with little pink nipples that stood out even after her hot shower, and very little areola. Also, that her pubic hair was strawberry blond and really not bushy. She could see her clit clearly because it was almost like a small penis. She said it was all visual over load for her and wanted so badly to just drop to her knees and suck that clit. Sherry described her pussy as a “little girl pussy” with no protruding or hanging labia, just a neat little.