She pulled her covers down, the feeling of them scraping over her erect nipples sending electric shocks straight to her pussy.Her hand tracked to her ...ussy and was barely an inch from it, when her alarm went off. Cursing she rolled over, and silenced it, before rolling out of bed, groaning. She would have to go have another shower, her body was covered in sweat, and she stank of sex.“If this room was haunted,” she thought to herself, “it was by one horny fucking ghost.” She just wished she. With her foot pointed, she got her foot in up to her heel, and while she kept pushing, my cunt was not expanding anymore than it was. She told me to push onto her foot, which I tried, but that didn’t work. We tried timing it so we both pushed at the same time, but that didn’t work. Really, I only had to stretch about an inch more to get it in, which I was pretty sure was possible, but just couldn’t manage. “Well, that’s pretty anti-climactic,” Jess said, her foot still two-thirds of the way. " She said quietly, head only slightly bowed."Ayeka my dove." He answered, extending hand. "You need never kneel! Nor call me lord again. After all I am your husband am I not?" Aye beloved!" She breathlessly gasp, it was a simple question yet one she had longed to answer. "You are that! That you are and more!" She stole a glance upward and finding only approval in his deep eyes, clasped the offered hand. His urge for her to stand bringing them together, their faces so close she could feel the. His rough strong tongue put pressure on my outer cunt lips, stimulating the flesh underneath. I shot right past the arousal stage, straight into the early stages of a rapidly building orgasm. But that was nothing, when I reached down and spread the outer lips and he made direct contact with my clitoris and inner lips the sensations were insanely intense. The course texture of his tongue on the sensitive inner flesh was sort of a seriously erotic torture. It was almost more than I could stand. I.