"If I was kneeling before you now, I'd like to suck just your head and swirl my tongue around it until you're screaming at me to take you in further."... slide my forefinger from the base of your shaft, up slowly, trailing our mixed juices up you. I know you love that. Then I use my forefinger and middle finger to patter tiny steps up again, and when I reach that special little place where your shaft meets your head, I rub feather-light with one finger tip."If that were my tongue, would you be. I warned her it was time to pull out. I was all ready to cum.“Just do it,” she said, “I want to feel every drop inside me, I hate rubbers don’t you.”I shot my load. Pulse after glorious pulse, flooding her with my stuff. I felt really really great ten times better than her mom, maybe because she wasn’t faking it.I paused a moment before pulling out.“So I get the job, your girlfriend?” she asked flippantly as she mopped her puss with her skirt.“No,” I replied coming to my senses. “Its not. .. Wayne sang. They touched Judith’s bed and sank down on it. Sometimes singing, sometimes kissing, whispering lyrics as they lay down together. When Wayne sang “I’m hooked on a feeling...” he hooked his thumbs into Judith’s waistband and dragged her panties down off her feet. He knelt before her.“Make love to me, baby. Everything is ready.”“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he said as he lowered his mouth to her pussy. He didn’t know exactly what to expect, though he had learned the rudiments of. I don't know if I've ever told you, but I really (no, really) like that feeling when I'm getting into the bath, and the water seems to reach out and cover my thighs, and the heat digs right into me. And if the water isn't too hot, I move my knees apart, and the heat drifts up inside, filling me with warmth. It's very comforting. And sexy too, I'll have you know.I did that last night. Held my butt out of the water for a start, balancing there, my feet on the bottom of the bath, my arms holding.