It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, but as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and...cries for "more" are all true. How else does one decribe actuality? But this woman I knew was different and sure enough, as I expected, I felt around my now aching fingers in her cunt an increase in moistness as the warm flow of the now augmented juices that I knew was the sign of her about to ejaculate. I was, for the first time in my long. Because after today, I'm pretty sure everything would change between us." "I want this." she timidly replied, “I’ve wanted this for a very long time.” she said with a very husky voice and began to unbutton my shirt as she kissed me again. I gentle cup her breasts and feel her nipple between my fingers. Making me arch my back and moan loudly. Even at the gentlest kiss, I almost cum right there and then, my cock twitches to Clair’s touch, it almost hurt. She explored every corner, every angle of. I mean i don’t see anyone as beautiful as you are, in this room.”“Oh i know that flirting trick. Won’t work on me.”“I am serious. Each man has different taste. Some like skimpy dressed ladies, while some, like me, prefer a more traditional dressed lady.”“I wish he had a taste like you. Or i wish i had you instead” she said this in his ears.Just as he was going to reply, she got up and disappeared amongst other people in the room.His eyes were trying to find her but he couldn’t. Instead he saw. When the soap residue was gone, she gave its head a lick to taste the precum. ‘Just making sure it was all the way clean,’ she said with a naughty smile. ‘Oh, I see,’ he smiled as he reached down and pulled her to her feet. ‘But now it’s my turn.’ Doug started on the back of Cassie’s neck after she slung her wet hair to one side. He massaged every inch of her back, her shoulders, arms and down to her fingertips, using a touch that was a little rougher than hers. She braced herself against the.