So I slipped off her massive chest and backed off of her until I was face to face with her cunt. Again I could feel the radiant heat emanating from he... crotch, and the thick musky scent of it made me moan out loud. I pressed my hands on her belly and thrust my face between her legs. She let forth a startling cry, which was muffled from my ears by the pressing mass of her thighs against my head. She squirmed and bucked hard against my lapping tongue and nibbling lips, her non-verbal vocal. I was having my college bag on my lap and she was sitting right to me, so I put my left hand towards her and covered my hand with the bag and I was touching her thighs as if I wanna touch my thighs to search my mobile. My fingers touched here soft thighs and she did not respond and I thought I should proceed further so slowly I placed my fingers on here thigh and gently started touching her thighs and started to make circles with my fingers. She did not respond this time too. I can feel the. Seated upon a tall, black throne was Mistress Mimosa. I was correct about her black boots which extended up her calves. Her gorgeous legs were covered in black fishnet stocking that must have gone from her boot-covered feet up to just below her belly button. Covering her magnificent breasts was a lace bra that matched her all-black outfit.My eyes moved up her body to her face. Mistress Mimosa’s face took my breath away. Her plump lips sent shivers down my spine just thinking about kissing them.. I opened her bra and threw it somewhere in the room. I took her boobs in my hands and squeezed them gently. She closed her eyes and moaned with passion. I continued squeezing her bra and started kissing her again.She removed my shirt and kissed me all over my neck and chest. I pushed her away from my lap and laid her down on the couch with one leg stretched out on the couch and another one on the ground. I crouched on the ground and sucked on her breasts while rubbing her vagina from top of her.