He let go of her breasts and repositioned himself between her legs. He spread her lips apart wide. Aggressively he opened her. He started to lick up a...d down her slit. Every now and then sticking his firm tongue inside of her aching hole. She was even more wet now. Wetter than she had ever been before. She had never felt these emotions before and she loved every moment. He began to work on her clit. Licking it hard and sucking it into his mouth. He roughly inserted a finger inside of her and. I worked hard the rest of the day, but the image of Melissa wouldn'tleave my mind. The thought that she had a real trouser monster hiddenunder her tight skirt, well, it was playing in my mind like some trannyvideo. I did a furtive Internet search. Women were giving each othertips: how to get skirts and underwear out of the way, protocol, you nameit. They had already uploaded thousands of pictures of themselves usingurinals. One amusing photo was from a wedding: the bride, white dresshiked up,. I wife did as she was told and slowly made her way up to Rich kissing the inside of both legs. When she got to Rick's cock she was told to suck his balls as he stroked his meat. She did as she was told and started to kiss is sack containing his massive balls. She took each one in her mouth and hummed on them this drove Rick's crazy. He told her to make her was to his ass so that he could get hard enough to fuck her. She went from his balls and slide her tongue into his ass Rick continued. Aya’s thrusting hips ground her pussy into John’s mouth and his tongue and lips, now almost raw with rubbing, made their feeble final efforts to set her free. “AAHhhhgggg…….” Aya’s ultimate cry was a crossbreed between a cry of pleasure and a groan of pain. Slowly her breathing subsided and her painful grip on John’s scalp and her fistfuls of his tangled hair eased. A gentle sigh replaced Aya’s sexual groans and cries as she slid into the sweet afterglow of her first orgasm with John. John.