"Glans Clitoris!" Though I can barely see it from here, it's the exposed tip of your clit." She extracted and kissed my balls and I didn't object to t...e missed target."You obviously know where my C-spot is." I gave it a nudge. "Ughh, where's my Graffenberg? Careful."I split my fingers around her G and alternated pressing on each side to slowly build her arousal. She gasped slowly, deeply until I had her breathing raggedly and finally nudged her G-spot just firmly enough to toss her over the. Too busy in school.” I said respectfully.The guy nodded. “Makes sense. If you are going to be around this evening, we are having a bit of a party down on the beach. You should stop by.”“Thanks! If I am still here, that sounds like fun.” I was doing my best to seem amiable, but there was no way in hell I was going to a beach party. Civilians are better off, in most cases, staying clear of the club scene. Without a rabbi, a protector in the club, it could turn ugly really fast. One misplaced. I gently pushed her to a lying position on the bed. As her legs spread I climbed in between them, and continued cleaning my juices off her upper body. Her eyes were closed, her heart was racing, and her breathing had quickened. I had almost finished cleaning her upper chest and was moving on the next course of this grand meal. Her boobs, while not the biggest, fit her body perfectly. I loved playing with them, licking and sucking her nipples. I was getting very aroused again, my heart was. That was what led her to perform in a crummy bestiality sex show. At least, that is what anyone who came looking would find. Suddenly, Barbie was snapped back to reality by the sound of a bell ringing in the distance. Glancing around, she realized she was still sitting in a small, crummy changing room. Time to perform, she realized. Her hands were still shaking and her palms were sweaty. Taking a deep breath for courage, she stood on shaky legs and strode toward the door leading to the arena..