She was smiling as I unzipped the skirt, let it drop and I went up to kiss her again.“Inside,' she whispered, bending slightly to enable me to perfo...m that high-jump manoeuvre with which a man lifts a hand over the waistband and plunges it into that wonderful space. Grace obviously enjoyed this; it took her back to the days of fumbling with boys – or in her case probably only one boy, ever – in their private location round the back of her parents' house.She gasped as my finger entered her slit. My pleasure button feels like ... like it is sparking ... Yes ... YES ... YESSSSSSS!”As she pressed down I pressed up with my lips and whipped my nose against her clit repeatedly until she said “sparking.” Then I pressed with my tongue deep also - like a cock - as she worked against it, riding out her climax.“OHHHH ... Fuck Me ... How can a man be so GOOOOOD for that?” she asked as she stretched it out. Resha was now supporting her, and my cock enjoyed how Li’s pussy squeezing in sympathy with. She continued ‘Do you have a hard-on already? Not yet? Ok, let’s work on that, take your dick out. Now!’ she urged pausing again. His inclination for dominatrices, made her tone even more arousingHe opened his pants, lowered his boxer shorts, just enough to unleash his half-hardened prick while looking around to check if anyone was seeing him. He concealed his member with a blanket with the airline logo on it. Then she started again ‘Close your eyes. Concentrate only on my voice, but don’t. Her brown hair was flowing free down around her shoulders. She had a handful of quarters and walked over to the jukebox. She fed all of the quarters into the machine and started pressing buttons like she knew what she was doing. She was done by the time the music started and she walked to the stage. I expected her to just climb up on the stage in some normal fashion but not Janet. She walked to the edge of the stage, placed both hands on the stage palms down, and jumped up into a handstand. She.