Her cock was hard, just from playing with hertits. I took it in my mouth, it tasted so good. I used mytongue all over it, but especially on the tip. I...movedaround, so that she could have access to my pussy. It wasn'tlong before we were in a good old fashioned 69. She had away with her tongue, that just drove me wild, and I came.She said, "Mmmmm.", as I flooded her mouth. I kept workingon her cock, I could tell she was close to coming, so Istopped. She complained, by biting my clit. I rolled off. AMBIENCE: Pleasant and upscale or so it would seem, filled with lushgreen plants, spring & wild flowers, that never seem to wilt, and astrange silvery aura, almost to subtle to notice, that fills the"salon" like a mist.OPENED: Sometime during the reign of Elizabeth I.EQUIPMENT: Not much, what is seen is mostly just for show, it appearsthat these scissors, combs, bowls & mirrors are made from silver, gold,alabaster, crystal.APPROACH: Dreamy, any human who comes in instantly goes into a. I could feel her turgid nipples through the satin of her blouse. Pulling her tongue out of my mouth, she murmured, “Taste me.” Her dripping fingers went from her exposed pussy to my lips, painting them like lip gloss. I automatically ran my tongue across my lips. Amazing. Exotic. Delicious. I opened my mouth, capturing her fingers and sucking them clean. Never before had I tasted something so captivating, so intoxicating.Removing her fingers, she pushed my head toward her crotch. “Want more?”. I help her out of her clothes, still lost in her kisses. I didn’t have much to go through, she wore no underclothes, bra or panties. Breaking our kiss, I hold one of her breasts to my mouth, and wrap my lips around its protruding nipple. Her areola was a very prominent dark brown, against her beige skin. She ran her fingers along my short haircut. She smells of sweat, and her skin tastes slightly of salt. I roughly have her pushed against the wall in her hallway, I grasp her other breast in my.