He immediately started thinking about Jenny doing that to him… And his bulge grew again. He tried to hide it desperately, but to no avail. I see you...like the movie…, she said, with a flirty smile on her lips. Huh, yeah…, he replied, nervous. Hey, John… Yeah? Look at me, please, she asked. John complied, and as soon as he did it, he felt something sweet and moist on his lips. Soon he realized what Jenny was doing to him, and started kissing her back. …Jenny? …I love you, John. I have loved you. My tongue searched out the little bead at the top of her wet pussy and began its attack on her clit. My tongue flicked over her clit time after time. Her pussy was so wet I could feel her juices spreading over my lower lip and run down my chin. My tongue began to wander up and down her crack, exploring every inch in great detail. When my tongue found her love tunnel it drove in like a spear. I pulled my tongue out and licked the entrance to her hot tunnel of love and then dove back in again. Up. Colleen moved closer. He ran his fingers under the waistband. "The waist feels all right." "What about the leg band?" she asked. As Sean ran his hand down to cup her crotch, Colleen parted her legs to make it easier for him. As he squeezed her mound, the heel of his hand pressed against her clit. She moaned softly. Sean could feel the heat of her swelling pussy through the thin material. Gently he ran his fingers under Colleen's left leg band. He pulled down on the tap pants to give his hand. "Okay pretty buns, in you go!"She pulled open a heavy door and I stepped inside a small room. A powerful fan blew against me, as the air was drawn through to an exhaust vent in the opposite wall. The wet floor was icy cold against my bare feet. A pretty young citizen in a white lab coat and rubber apron looked me up and down. "I don't have all day. Put your feet on the footprints." I did as I was told; placing my feet next to the large metal fixtures bracketing the yellow footprints painted on.