He leaned forward and put his index finger under her chin, lifting it so that he could place a soft kiss on her ever-so-slightly open mouth. She close... her deep green eyes, the long sooty lashes fluttering against her cheek and kissed him back. His hands slipped around her waist as hers wound around his neck. "God, she's so fucking beautiful," he thought to himself as his mouth opened against hers. He felt the tip of her tongue against his own and he pulled her closer, until their bodies were. My tongue darts out to stab her sensitive button over and over, making her scream with pleasure and causing her legs to tremble. I feel her fingers knotting in my hair and pushing my face into her. I stop teasing her clit and push my tongue as deep as possible into her soaking slit, her inner muscles clenching greedily around me. I move my tongue in and out of her, my finger finding her nub, and she starts thrusting her hips in rhythm. It feels amazing knowing I’m bringing her close, tasting. “Definitely ... and before I forget, I told Anne she could bring Tucker to come see it. He’s turning thirteen on the day before,” said Max.“You want to bring a sheltered thirteen year-old Jesus freak to one of our events?” Nick asked skeptically.“When you say it like that, it sounds like a hysterically bad idea, but I just meant to take him to the theater. You’re not planning to start one of your drug-fueled orgies at the theater, are you?” Max asked.“One does not plan drug-fueled orgies. They. Susan soon found that she could not maintain her ill temper, and we shared a pleasant meal with a great deal of sexual banter. I could hardly wait to bed the sister who was indeed ripely beautiful."Do not get me wrong," the younger woman said, blotting her lips with her napkin, her eyes alight, "I enjoy men thoroughly, and I had many beaux before I married. I just do not think it proper when I do not know whether or not my husband lives." I understand," I said, "very noble I'm sure." She was,.