. I slowly remove your panties and then firmly spread your legs down with my strong arms... eyes focusing on your now wet delicious pussy begging for ...y tongue...I lick up your thighs and gently trace my tongue around your pussy lips until my mouth is hovering over your now dripping wet pussy... Mmm I moan... And then in one swift a****listic groan I slowly and firmly lick up your pussy... Mmm... Slowly and firmly my tongue strokes up and down your pussy with my mouth gently kissing your pussy. You know you wanted what I did to you. You asked for it. I may have restrained you, but only so that you could finally admit to yourself what you are. What you need. You even came back here of your own free will." NO," Zach shouted. "I don't have any free will anymore. What you did... I...I...can't get it out of my head. Its there whenever I close my eyes. It's like my body's not my own anymore." That, boy, is because it's not. I told you last week. I own you now. Mind, body and soul... and. *There is an art to cocksucking, and I am a master of this form because I never forget the basic tools. The dick is a brush, and my face is a perfect canvas, waiting to explode with an act of creamy creation.I started with the light touches, seizing his whopping weapon in both hands, shuddering through a mini-gasm at the mere sight of my two little fists, separated by some thirteen inches of meat, fingers unable to meet palm by the thickness that divided the two.I leveled the opulent head and. She was quite a looker for a mom - 5' 7", exotic looks, well dressed meticulously made up with long slender legs often clad in very sheer, non-stretch nylon stockings which Billy really loved to touch. Billy's Mom was a tad on the narcissitic side, self absorbed, insecure, always worried about her husband's adventures in infidelity. She always seemed to be pre-occupied with something but she also overcompensated for her emotional absence by often smothering Billy with what she thought was.