She was soaking wet, her innerlips already parted, open, and inviting. I reached to her with my tongue and licked her from the bottomto the top of he... slit, finishing at the top of my initial assault on her pussy by sucking her clit gently intomy mouth as her hips thrust up to meet me. Her back arched in pleasure, and she moaned lustfully.I stayed centered on her clitoris and kept sucking it into my mouth, drinking her juices as her hipsgyrated slowly and her fingers ran through my hair.I. "I can explain," said Arthur."Stitched up like a kipper I think the phrase is..." replied Paula witha hint of distress and anger."We didn't know before an hour ago," said Sid "Even then we didn't knowhe'd ask you to do a whole week."But you knew about the silly bet. This explains the over-preparationfor one dress-up day," added Emma."It's not a silly bet, but yes we did know. We put you forward, you maybe surprised to know, for your own good. Schmoozing with the top guysgets you ahead in this. He found he could keep his job running on about three days a week. He also found that clients rather enjoyed coming down to the country, having a pub lunch and walking the dogs while they discussed business. He had a good memory and could e-mail them a resume of their discussion and decisions after they had left without having to take notes. He also found that inviting job candidates down relaxed them. He was able to discover much more about them than if he had been interviewing them in his. She swirled it around through my depths. Teasing flutters rippled through me. My tail rubbed her cunt faster and faster, her juices soaking my furs. My pleasure grew and grew.“I'm going to drown you in juices,” I whimpered, my ears twitching. “Ooh, Carsina, lick me right there. You're so naughty.”Carsina fluttered her tongue against my nub. She drummed her tongue against my little bud. Every caress sent sparks of pleasure through me. I ground my cunt on her hungry mouth as she drove me towards.