My tongue thrashing it, sucking on it, exploring it. You moan and begin to scream. I press on, licking furiously as you approach orgasm. You scream as...it hits, and I continue. You try to squirm away, but cannot. I continue to lick and suck. You start to beg me to stop, but I ignore your pleas. Another orgasm approaches, and I push hard into your clit. You scream as you cum again, begging me to stop licking and fuck you, but I continue, devouring your sweet pussy, savoring your juices. You are. – ‘I’m serious!’ she insisted. ‘We’re barely 21. You’re going to have many relationships after me. And you’re going to make somebody else very happy.’ – ‘I’m sorry, Jazz.’ I said. ‘I can’t take you seriously when you say things like that. I’m not worrying about years down the road. I’m only thinking about this afternoon, or tomorrow.’ – ‘Fine!’ said Jazz, crossing her arms. ‘Then you can just take me home. Right now.’ – ‘Jazz – I said I was sorry.’ – ‘I know.’ she replied. ‘I want you to. The fact that I married a man with a small penis might be surprising to you, especially after you learn about my experiences before I was married to Ed.I must have been a late bloomer, because I didn’t have my sexual awakening until my senior year in high school. I dated boys in senior high, and although we always kissed and some of the boys rubbed my still-developing breasts, it wasn’t until my senior year that my tits were fully grown, and I began to have a desire to have my pussy, which was. If I got him in bed properlyand he woke up, I'd probably get beaten to a pulp.I decided to get a sample before moving him. I knelt on the floorbetween his legs and moving a little closer on my knees, reached outgently and placed my hand on his bulge. With joy I realised the moundwas no exaggeration. Even soft he was a big and my imagination began torun wild with anticipation. Edging nearer, I moved my face closer tohis crotch. My breathing grew deeper and kneeling between is straddledlegs I.