’ I sat on the bed next to her, ‘Gianna, Gianna, it’s OK, I’m here. We have to talk about some things, we must sort them out.’ She raised he... head to look at me, then at Mike, ‘That was cruel,’ she said to him, ‘to call me that after all this time.’ He knelt on the floor by the bed next to her, ‘I’m sorry Gianna, it was crass and Lena has told me off. It’s just, well, it’s just . . . .’ It wasn’t often that Mike was lost for words but the situation was getting the better of him as well as her.. I started to finger her while I ate her out. Her hips started to buck and she let out scream after scream. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Her juices tasted delicious. She started to cum; her breathing got heavier and heavier and then she just collapsed. I was licking her quicker and quicker. After she regained herself, she said, “Best fucking orgasm ever!” “I told you I’ll make it worth your while and I’m not done yet," I replied with my head buried between her legs. I started to. Today was no exception. I’m wearing a loose, swingy black skirt that stops about mid-thigh, and a cream-colored silk blouse with buttons running down the front. I sit down, turning on the news thinking I’ll get ready when it is over. I scan my brain for THE outfit for tonight. I know I’m no supermodel but I’m very comfortable with myself and my body and I know how just how to play up the good points. I don’t know my exact measurements but let’s just say that I’m voluptuous, with big breasts and. No hairs came to tickle her. Ana glanced over and saw that Carla was trimmed neatly, only a little tuft sitting at the top of her slit. She did what Carla had done to her, slipped her tongue between the lips and wriggled it inward, flitting slowly down. Carla’s fingers slipped in and wrapped themselves with Ana’s hair, lightly encouraging her downward still. When she reached Carla’s clit, she could feel it wetly throbbing against her tongue, Carla’s slippery juices already bathing it in dew..