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Then as he crawled up between my legs, his head ducked down and the most intense erotic feeling of my life spread outward as his tongue began caressin... me."Omigod, Daddy, oh, it feels so wonderful, oh, yes, I love you, oh, my pussy, you make it feel so good, oh, oh," I cried as he licked and tongued. Then, I felt his fingers work my pussy lips open as he drove his tongue up inside me and circled it around and around."Daddy, Daddy, OH, OH, UH, UH, UNH, UNH, uh, mmm, mmm, oh, oh, mmm, so good,. "She looked at me for a long moment and then said, "You're right. I should. But hear me out, and give me a little time. I'm still trying to figure it out myself."She was quiet for a while. I could see the tension in her face, so I moved and sat next to her in the tub, and put one hand on her shoulder, and my other hand on her knee, not to caress but to comfort. She began to relax, and then she continued."Emily, I've been having fantasies. When I've been making love to Paul, I can't get off. The Mistress spread her cheeks, and she once again felt the warmth of the wax spread down the crack of her innocent ass. The soft cloth felt intrusive, pressing into her anus, down around her vagina, rough against her sensitive skin. She tensed up, and sighed when the cloth was torn away almost painlessly.The folds and crevices required several more applications before the Mistress was satisfied with the results. Sheri's skin tingled, as if she'd been spanked. Spanked, not beaten. She had. When we got to his house he walked me inside and upstairs to a room that had the door shut. When he opened up the door I couldn’t believe what I saw, his own pleasure room with a sling and all. He asked me what I wanted to do and told him I had never been in a sling before and winked at him while making my way toward him, slipping my hands into my pants and undies and sliding them down. I got down to my knees when I got to him and kissed his cock thru his shorts. ‘You like daddies cock’ he.

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Roberta could tell by Sharon’s reaction to her tongue lapping that she was on the brink of a massive orgasm. Roberta again flicked her tongue inside...the salesgirl’s pussy and let it travel up from Sharon’s vagina to her clit. She pointed her tongue and slowly drew circles on the flat space under Sharon’s clit. Sharon tensed up and she moved her hips trying to get Roberta’s mouth to stay on her clit. Sharon moved her hands to her pussy and pulled back the hood exposing her clit. Roberta saw this. The low cut shorts she was wearing today were even tighter that those on Monday. The seam in the crotch lay tightly in the crease of her pussy causing the folds of her vulva to swell out into a cameltoe. Between the bottom of her halter and the top of her shorts, I could see the gentle curves of her smooth, tanned belly and hips. I felt my prick harden in my pants and wondered if she could see the bulge. I noticed her looking at my crotch, and judging from her lingering gaze, I figured she. More

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