I don?t expect to make anyallies here and I?m studiously avoiding the local interest group who areset against Brindle; it will do no good aligning our...elves with theircause,? Adele began.?I requested the documents you wanted Michelle but I?m sure the KirstenVangsness lookalike at the hall of records will dump my request forinformation in the trash,? Adel stated.?You aren?t deliberately making enemies down there are you?? Celiacautioned.?What? Sweet little me? Anyway I?ll email you everything. Joss swirls his tongue steadily around my belly button and I grab his hair, moaning at the tingling feeling his actions are sending through my body. "Take off my pants," I order. Joss looks up at me lustfully and nods in obedience. He then unzips my trousers and lets them drop to the floor. His fingers caress the inside of my thighs and occasionally pull at my panties, teasing. The whole time, I'm running my fingers through his wet hair and biting my lip in anticipation. I'm just standing there. I pushed it back up and started rubbing her firm bottom, then slid a finger in between her legs and inside her. I slid in a second finger and was stroking her G-spot. She gasped and tried to stand up, and I pushed her back down. I loved how wet she always was. And she had very little self-control once stimulated. It was like she couldn't stay still if her life depended on it."Do you want me to kiss your sweetness, Kimmi?" I asked.Her round bottom was wiggling back and forth and she panted, "Yes. Sir ignores Candy's gurgles and gagging, and concentrates solely on his own pleasure. Only a few minutes pass, however, before Sir leans forward, and, whilst still fucking Candy's face, rubs her wet, hot pussy. Sir's whole hand rubs from the tip of her clit down her pussy lips to where he can feel only the base of the butt plug framed by her arse cheeks. Sir rubs Candy hard and fast; it's too much for her -- the burning from her nipples; the hard, fat plug stretching her arse; the stimulation.