Then his hands began massaging my shoulders, and rubbing my back. His hands feel incredibly amazing on my body. Every touch of his hands on me sends s...ockwaves through me straight to my wet pussy. I feel his lips touch my neck. He knows that this is the spot that will get me every time. Moaning his name, I ask him if I can turn around and kiss and touch him. He tells me to wait, that I will enjoy what is happening. ‘Just feel,’ he whispers. I lightly moan, whispering his name, letting him know. As she became more plainly aroused, I pushed her back fully onto the bed. I kissed down her body until I arrived at her panties. I could have taken them off, but I was impatient. I moved them to one side and spread her feminine folds with one hand and let my breath caress her, teasing her. As she started to moan and move her hips into my hot breath, I dipped my tongue forward broadly, giving the full breadth of her pussy a lick. I felt her reaction, in both the way her clit engorged as well as. But he shot ‘em down, all of them. Oh my, what a scene that must have been! And Jenna was there to see it. I know why she is always crying now for sure: she feels responsible. If she hadn’t been there, none of it would have happened. But, even allowing for that; he didn’t have to kill them, certainly not all of them! Why! Why! Why! Lucky he had a good lawyer; he could have gotten the death penalty. But seven to ten years is severe enough I guess. He’ll have time to think about what he did, to. It all began with romance and sharing fantasies, reviewing previous experiences and applying different methods to achieve the desired results. Question after question, fine-tuning my skills and setting a quest of pure pleasure to satisfy my partner. As I progressed I finally honed the skills along with determination and effort until her orgasm was finally within my control, cum was coming to be. The romantic evening began with a kitchen party for two, a huge bottle of Red PIAT D'OR, fresh.