.. ummm... can I talk to you about something?" Sure." Ok, look... I know this is none of my business, but," she looked aroundto be sure they were alon..., "it's about Jordie."When Frances didn't continue, Melissa aked, "What about him?"Frances was obviously uncomfortable about what she wanted to say. "Oh,God... you know what... forget it." No, no," Melissa pushed her new computer aside. "What's going on? IsJordie upset about something?"Frances shook her head. "I feel like such an idiot saying. Silently begging me not to make you wait any longer. My tongue darts out, and you let out a small cry when it touches. I press it against the opening and then trail it slowly from there to your clit, extracting a long moan from you. The sweet flavor of your juices explodes onto my tongue as it slides through your slit. I move down, repeating my lick, then again and again. Over and over, with every lick ending with a flick or suck of your hard clit. I press my tongue against. Your desired clothing?”“The entire range.”“Excellent. If you would please stand...” Emmanuel withdrew a yellow tailor’s tape from his pocket. “I will take your measurements, and we can discuss fabric and style.”Liora never followed up after my birthday, and her bold flirtatiousness towards me disappeared. She was never cold or unkind, just a little distant. We never spoke about it directly: I didn’t want to appear that I was pushing by bringing it up, and she always avoided the topic.I guessed. I kissed her clit lightly, teasing her. John positioned himself behind me and thrust up do fast I slammed forward into Kristi's crotch. I pulled back and started licking all around her clit, teasing her again. She begged me to make her cum, and I could no longer keep teasing her. I plunged 2 fingers deep in her wet pussy. I bent my head down and sucked on her clit, lashing at it with my tongue. She cried and her cunt squeezed my fingers further into her, keeping them there like a hostage. John.