His lips continued downward as she ran her hands lovingly over his muscled back and sides. He captured her nipple through the flimsy silk of her blous.... The shirt would be ruined tomorrow but it would be more than worth it. She pushed her head back into the soft linen of the sheets. She bucked against him, feeling the urgency rise up under the romanticism now. He laughed again, feathery breath making her nipples harden even more than she thought possible. She laughed back, frustrated, and. As I did so I looked around and could only see one man watching me. I was a bit disappointed and as I pulled my old skirt up I pulled a bit too hard and felt 2 of the pins that were holing it together pop open and fall off.“What the hell, this isn’t school.” I thought and didn’t look for the 2 pins.The skirt was ripped nearly up to the waist on my right hip. Feeling a bit naughty, I slid the skirt round so that the rip was over my pussy then went over to mum.“Okay, I’m ready.” I cheerfully said. He did. And instantly, every nerve in his body was on fire. He knew that smell. But no, that couldn’t be it. He was smelling something that only smelled similar. That had to be it. It coldn’t really be the smell of… Of pussy. “What does it smell like?” she asked in a low, sultry voice. “Do you like it?” He opened his eyes slowly and his gaze locked with hers. “Ashley,” he said, but didn’t know where to go from there. “If you like it,” she said, “you can have it.” He instinctively glanced toward. While I continued to love and suck on the enflamed labella offeredMonique worked my panties down to my thighs, stroking and kissing herway down each inch. This left my soft young ass hanging in the air as Icontinued to draw circles with my tongue. I felt her fingers start toexplore as they first circled my anus and then began to rub it slowinginside. First slowly, then building more and more until a second andthen a third digit joined it. Somehow she was prepared as I could feela cool lube.