I again held her face and started kissing her. Now my knee was between her thighs and gently rubbing her pussy. There was a stream of white love juice...which had oozed out and covering the crack between her pussy lips. I came down to her breasts. I started kissing the flesh of her breasts and left the areoles untouched. I gently squeezed her left breast and then the right one. I licked her armpits which had a sweet scented aroma of mixed sweat and deo. I held her left breast on its sides and. I had a couple of rough years. I was depressed. I wasn't myself at all. Lorraine and her new hubby tried for a child but she still couldn't get pregnant. Her new man turned out to be a slob and they split after a couple of years. She's now living in another city, so I'm not really sure what went on with her, but she says that she went through a faze where she was fucking random guys that she met in bars. Still no baby. Anyways, when I called her back tonight, she said I was by far the most. Enamored by the male sex package, I have envisioned a fantasy when I could visit an upscale private sex club. With him next to me, and both of us unclothed, I want to watch a trio of naked young studs masturbating in front of us until each cum. If some of their sperm hits my naked body because of the force of their unusually strong spurts, I wouldn’t be disappointed. It would enhance the realization that I am the object of their arousal – always good for the female ego, providing it goes no. She started rocking back and forth over my tongue, moaning with pleasure. The way she had my arms pinned to my sides, she was in complete control of what I could get my mouth to. She finally moved her clit to my lips and put more pressure down and I started sucking her little friend. Her love juices were flowing down into my mouth and both sides of my face. When I started to nibble her clit, ever so gently, she clamped my head harder with her thighs. I knew that she was at the edge, and I.