She turned her head angrily but I had already begun to kiss her neck and my right hand had wrapped round her front and slipped inside the gown and was...touching her surprisingly already wet pussy. I felt her hand grab my wrist and at first begin to try and pull my hand away but then she relaxed her grip and began moving my wrist to a rhythm she liked"Jay We Cant" she moaned half reluctantlyAs she said this I lifted up the back of her dressing gown, exposing her ass to me, my hands began to work. Once nude, I quickly dove onto the bed between his legs, and started to lick his balls. His voice indicated me how much he enjoyed my tongue as I heard him tell me to do it more. I decided to give into my own lust and give him a full oral treatment, so I lifted his legs onto my shoulders and kept licking his balls as I pulled his crotch closer to my face. His encouraging noises let me know that I could suck each egg into my mouth, licking and tasting his ballsack. Then, as I started to lick. The kisses, the play, the feelings and emotions were all different. The frantic pounding had been left behind to be replaced by a tender sharing. This time instead of several shallow climaxed the goal was one big orgasm that would overshadow all of the others combined. Following her every response with a change he stroked into her. They were always small changes, always subtle, always what she needed to reach the next level, to climb the ladder higher and higher. As her breathing became more. I looked up and down the street and didn't see any cars or pedestrians. We were approaching an alley and an old house with over-grown shrubbery. I reached in my pocket for the length of nylon cord I carried. She may have heard me when I was just a couple of feet behind her and she started to turn as I looped the nylon cord around her pretty neck. She managed one cry of panic before I cut off her air supply so I pulled her backward, off balance into the alley. I felt a searing pain as she.