Guiding my touch down. Over her flat belly, through a neatly trim patch, toward her bare cleaving. I traced my finger along that heavenly crevasse. Fo...nd the bump where her button lived. I ran my hand back down. Barely any weight to my touch at all. My finger tip left her clit, back along her slit, my palm replaced it, still sliding south. Her hand over mind again, urging me back up, wanting a bit more pressure. She sighed as I followed her subtle guidance. And opened her neck for a kiss. Again. Wo puri talli ho chuki thi. fir usne bola “chalo dance karte hai” miene mana kar diya aur bola”tum akeli hi karo meri ichha nahi hai” wo gussa hokar dance floor par chali gayi aur dance karne lagi, mien seat par hi baitha tha. thodi der baad do ladke uske sath dance karne lage miene mind nahi kiya aur meri gf bhi unke saath dance karne lagi. par thodi der baad wo dono ladke pooja ke saath chipak kar dance karne lage pooja bhi meri aankho mien dekh kar unke sath chipak kar dance kar rahi thi.Wo. I was almost in tears.Suddenly Martin spoke up and said he had an idea. Hewould volunteer to wear a condom that weekend and untilit was confirmed I was pregnant so that we could all besure that the baby was Darrell’s. Well that perked me up.My pussy let down another little gush to think about aman as good looking as Darrell pushing his big black cockinto me and flooding my fertile womb with his thick baby-making come over and over.But then Darrell said no; it shouldn’t be that way. He separated her thighs and gently licked at her clit, playing with her, his tongue promising to please her, but wanted to keep her on the verge of insanity as long as possible. Each time he drug his tongue across her sweet little clit, he pressed a little harder, the friction making her want him a little more. He began sucking her pussy inside his mouth and she rocked her hips toward him, trying to get more of herself in. She grabbed his head, and ran her fingers through his hair, as he sucked.