I felt him draw a finger from the bottom of my opening up through the folds of my vulva lips. With it, he pulled the combined juices of Jack and me up...and across my clit. I was already so close to an explosive orgasm.Rob scooched down further so that his face was parallel to my pussy. It gave him the ability to use the fingers on both hands to spread the lips of my vulva. He was looking right into my love-tunnel.One part of my mind was apprehensive about what he must be looking at after being. Though I dont have that much expectation by remembering her school looks, still have an excitement.I got her mail, thumbnail was not that much clear, each moment of downloading was costing me bucks. I opend the Picture. I was just dumb-stockd, she had crossed my expectation hundred times. Describing her, would be like this- she is still dusky , but much more fairer than past, wearing a mini skirt and a sleeveless top, her thighs are pretty white and not even a slight fatty. Straight and long. Sometimes she replied to my courtship. I peeped out to contemplate, gaze at her low neck, staring at her ass, especially at occasions when she wore tight pants if I had a chance. On one occasion, I visited her while she was doing housework, dressed in shorts with the only exception this one short was diminutive and undersized; half transparent and too tight, enough for anyone else to find out she had no panties on. I got turned on at seeing this, having a magnificent hard on. She pulled the light fabric of the small robe about herself, and noted that it did absolutely nothing to help shield her from the slight chill in the room. As her bare feet padded across the light colored tile, she thought about how she might as well be wearing nothing at all. Of course that was probably the point. With nowhere else to comfortably sit, James slid her butt onto the paper covering the plastic of the examination table. It crinkled as she sat down, the robe not completely covering.