I licked her lips going up and down slowly just as she did for Anette, but I allowed it to go in all directions.I made her twitch as well, which also ...ade me do the same. So, the emotional spikes had several physical effects on all of us. No one said a thing for over five minutes as my tongue penetrated her cherry because it needed to be said.I moved my head back and forth frequently, but at a slow pace, though. Slowly, but evidently, we all pleased each other in one way or another. I had to. I was thinking of texting her an apology, but couldn't figure out what I should actually write. I tried to watch some TV instead, but after awhile I put the lights out an decided to try to fall asleep. I had probably laid there for about an hour, when I heard someone knocking on my door. I opened and there she was once again. - May I come in? asked Yvette.- Please do! I wanted to text you an apology, because I'm really sorry I came on to you like that. It wasn't very chivalry of me, I said.- No. We look at each other and smile with excitement as Tom slides his cock back into his trousers. I open the door and there you are standing with a cautious smile and the most sensuous lips I have ever seen. I raise my mouth to yours and press good and hard. It doesn't take much to coax your tongue onto mine. Your arms encircle me, and your hands wander freely. You pull me tight against your warm, taut body and every fiber of my being seems to stand on end, ready for whatever you have in mind. I. "Now you a believer? I'm making American boy becomes American girl! NowMr. Petro proves he's one big truth telling fellow, American girlbecomes Apache girl!" You didn't turn me back into a man?" asks David. "You turned me into anIndian woman? What did I ever do to you!" she ends, her voice rising toa shriek."Yes, yes, or what American word.... Yeah, yes that work YEAH. So yeahMr. Petro's knowing he's not doing the whole deal" responses the smallman "I didn't borrow no Apache girl cloths like I.