However muchJessica pushed she could not get past. She edged to the left a little,trying to throw Art's balance. It was no use. Art countered, swingin... theblonde girl around him, throwing her towards the bed. She landed on thesoft, brushed cotton sheets heavily, her face pointing upwards and herarms spread above her head. Quick as flash, Art was on top of her,straddling her waist, both hands around both wrists pinning them againstthe bed. She looked up at him, eyes wide with fear, as he moved. "Well, I'm not nobody," I said.And without warning, I pressed my mouth against her teenage pussy. I was pushing against her little bush of pubic hair. And I stuck my tongue inside her.She thrust her ass upwards. Buried my face in her pussy. And she gasped loudly."Oh fucking sweet God. Oh holy fucking shit," Justine said.I licked again. Shoved my tongue deep into her teenage pussy. And I felt it.She came. It soaked my face. She was gasping, thrusting her ass upwards, pushing her hips up in the. Do you have had experience? You know, sexual…’ ‘Some…’ ‘How many? Excuse me for insisting.’ ‘Let’s say that I had some orgasms, if that’s what you mean.’ Then, she left me keep quiet and proceeded to tell me about her experiences: schoolmates, and even a few college professors, but she emphasized that they meant nothing in her life. Quietly, I nodded to all that. There was a long pause and she said: ‘I’m sorry, I am tired, and I guess that you are too.’ ‘That’s right. Where will I sleep?’ ‘Take. ...tongue out.....and her lips are around me, tongue swirling....treating my dick like its the best ice cream cone she has ever tasted......she devours it, slurping gently not wanting to waste a second of it, enjoying it tongue circling around the head of my cock......How she can be so good I start to think and quickly forget no longer caring.....stroking me the whole time...moving me deeper in her mouth...."oh god Jess...." my eyes rolling back in my head at the pleasure....I force myself to.