You tell me that I’m bad, but that you can be bad too and that it’s now my turn.You slide down my body until you are face to face with my throbbin... cock. You grasp it pushing down against my belly. You spread my legs out placing yourself between them. You pull the skin tight, pulling my balls up. You lick your lips then go down, licking your way up the seam of my sack between my balls. When you reach the base of my dick, you stop and start over, running your tongue up the seam again. As. Again the young artist turned a brilliant red and asked if Babs was serious. Then Babs got off my cock and moved over to Becky and before the girl knew what was happening, Babs reached down and felt her pussy. She lifted up her finger show how wet she was and said that we all know you want to and it’s okay with them. I got up and moved over and knelt down in front of our art student and gently spread her legs enough to allow me to lean in and kiss her very wet pussy. Becky moaned at the feel of. .Ruan Morgan. Although I don t suppose you know him, or where I might find him?" The name brings the other man over, his eyes flashing recognition in their pale depths. "A friend of Ruan s is a friend of ours, mademoiselle. But I do not believe he is here yet. Allow us to escort you in until he arrives?" The broad smile is friendly, his touch warm, sensual on her other shoulder, drawing her away from Jacques. "Andre Pierre Raffarin, mademoiselle, and my friend, Michel Chevenement. An honor.". With one hard yank her panties rip off and she lets out a yelp. I look up at her, realizing I might have hurt her. She smiles back me in reassurance, bites her lip, and spreads her legs wide for me. I push her legs back and lightly rub my tongue along her wet lips. She responds by pushing up to meet my mouth and shoving my head into her with her hands. I suck her lips hard and find her clit with my tongue. She moans deeply and starts to buck, as I work two fingers deep into her. Her legs start.