My tongue hadn't actually hit her clit yet; I was licking the inner folds of her pussy like mad as my lips deeply kissed hers. My fingertips brushed h...r bare thighs; I could feel goosebumps. She began to lift her hips up to my face, eager for me to use more pressure and eager to have her clit kissed as well.Rosalita's pussy was hot to my tongue; she was absolutly throbbing with pleasure. I could feel her pulse between her legs as the blood flowed from her arousal. Her sticky juices were. They leaned toward each other until Rob could suck on it, taking most of the breast into his mouth. Sucking and nipping gently Emma's breath grew more ragged until finally she pushed him away. It was just too much!Rob slid his hand up her leg until he felt the gentle brush of hair on his hand. He ran out of courage before he actually touched her pussy. They sat like that for a few minutes until Emma took matters in hand and pulled his hand to where it need to be. He rubbed her until his dick. ’ Oh, that voice! It sent a shiver through Mitch’s body. Clearly, this was a wrong number. There was no other explanation. No girl had ever called Mitch’s number and used that deep, throaty, sensuous type of voice. Who was she? And who was the lucky guy who had spent this great night with her last night? Mitch had lost all hope of ever having a night like that with anyone. He had been married once, but it ended very badly. Mitch had what were referred to as performance problems. It wasn’t a. But, if fantasies turn you on, here's a dream that I've had a couple of times in varying scenarios. Haven't figured out why yet. A Night At The ClubWe've gone out to dinner and afterward we go to a club for a few drinks and some dancing. All goes well until it gets near closing time for the club. The DJ plays a number of slow songs in a row and as we dance a young man comes up and starts to rub against you from behind.I push him away and tell him that you're with me and he should back off.A.