Victoria locked her eyes on mine, twisting her nipples, then pulling hard on them, stretching her breasts obscenely towards me before letting go. They...jiggled deliciously making me tremble with desire. I moved closer to her, put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed downwards as I moved my legs apart. She dropped to her knees in front of me, lowering her face until I could feel her breath on my lower tummy. I moved my legs further apart and gently pulled her head closer. She responded by. But he doesn't. "I'm serious" he says."Well, I am horny as hell, guess you are too and the truth is, I'd like to blow that beauty of yours too"."Gawd, that would be terrific, the wife's been on the rag for weeks it seems and she won't even touch my cock these days, let alone suck me off." Oh my" I say "sucks to be you" and we both laugh uproariously. "You know why wives have both a pussy and a mouth right?" "So they can piss and moan at the same time." Again we both burst out laughing!"Give me. My most extreme yearning as unreachable to you as you are to me. I watch you suck my nipples and would never deny that I’m growing wetter by the second as I watch you at work on me your enthusiasm a switch you press and not a compulsion. I make gentle noises of appreciation and they’re as real as this moment and as real as the unspoken words that sit like silent ghosts around us. “Where do you want it?” you ask me and I look at you helplessly because words won’t find me. “Tell me where you want. I felt a thin, hard sensation between my legs, slipping upwards, the wide leather rubbing my swollen pussy lips. I felt suddenly ashamed at my lack of grooming, then lost the thought as the wide leather, jammed between my legs, still held tightly together by my bunched pants, brushed across my clit and between my aching labia. He grunted, pushed again, brushed the tip of the riding crop across my cunt several times, coaxing gasps and squeaks from me. I thought I would cum, I was so close, so.