..” She leans back on one hand and uses the other to pull the gusset of her panties to one side to reveal her blonde haired pussy. In the second bef...re Casanova gets his snout in there we see what looks like a very neat pussy, with tidy little lips, and a little gold bar piercing through her clit.Casanova doesn’t care about piercings or pretty pussy lips – he just wants to taste her honey. His long wet tongue snaking over her cunt, slipping between her lips, inside her pussy – fast and hard.. “I’m sorry Bren, I can’t help it. You are just way too tempting. I’ll just be here if you need me,” I said as I gazed into her eyes. She leaned back to finish wetting the long lush waves of hair I loved to wrap into my fingers. She stood upright and picked up the shampoo, I knelt onto one knee as her eyes closed and pulled her hips as my chin parted her thighs and tongue lapped over the sweetest pussy I’d ever known. She cursed me and her hands pulled me against her groin. I chuckled and raised. He wouldn’t be home for at least an hour and a half, maybe longer. She decided to investigate, do a little searching. She closed the drapes that lined the windows and turned on the lamp on his desk. A painting that she had made him so many years ago hung on a wall next to a doorway that led to his private chambers. She smiled again, knowing somehow that it would always be close to him, even if she wasn’t. She draped her coat on the back of the sofa and took off her boots. She pulled off her. Her round tush was perky in her panties, and his cock twitched as he imagined grabbing a handful. Before Ron could even fully drink in the sight before him, he watched as Molly tucked her thumbs into her waistband and delicately slid her panties down her thighs, over her knees, dropping them to the floor at her ankles before stepping out of them. Ron held his breath as Molly sauntered up to him in just a bra and nothing else. He couldn't help but stare at her pink pussy, visibly wet as she.