"Lick my pussy please, it's been so long," as her hands grabbed handfuls of my hair she guided me into her quim. My tongue had a mind of it's own as i... darted in and out of her tasty pussy, savoring the juices that were pouring out of her. My hands were on her breasts, squeezing them, feeling the flesh mold itself into my hands. Her nipples had stiffened hard and taunt and I took my forefinger and thumb, gently rolled them together. She moaned seductively, clasping even more at my head. I felt. Repeated strokes, quickly and lightly at first, then slower and heavier.She began to use her free hand again, too, alternating strokes of her tongue with strokes of her hand, beginning a hand stroke as her tongue reached the bottom of the shaft, then replacing the tongue as the hand finished its journey down the now throbbing member, so that there was continuous stimulation.Now she used both hands, long, deliberate strokes down the penis, beginning with the right hand as the left one finished,. This totally came out of the blue but it would have been churlish to say no and after all I was still horny from my half hour with Dorothy and it was patently obvious that Sharon was up for it. Let's just say I was late for work the next morning.Sharon had agreed not to tell Dorothy anything about our night together after all they were friends supposedly and I had made it obvious that I wasn't committing myself to a full on relationship with Dorothy to all and sundry.Over the next couple of. " Do any of you ladies want to press charges?" We looked at each other,and clearly some wanted to, but in the end only Kathy had been directlythreatened an she chose not to press charges."How can you call them ladies?" shouted Bob."Because they look like ladies, and act like ladies," replied oneofficer.As they took him to the patrol car, Bob could heard screaming "You dragoff the normal citizen, and leave the freaks alone!"The officers told him, "You are not a normal citizen, thank God. But.