Now i allow my hand to curve across it's width, allowing the walls of your cunt to press my fingertips together. i push gently, then pull out. cupping...your whole cunt again, i lift up over your anus, and back down all the way to press over your clit once more. i'm careful not to pay it too much attention though. this would be counter-productive. again i stroke my hand back up to your cunt and twist and circle my hand around, lubing it all up, fingers knuckles, back and palm. i grope your whole. My coochie'd be dry and it would hurt. But Massa was gentle and it felt so good. Even better than when I touched myself. I closed my eyes and I was in heaven. Or at least on the porch of the plantation mansion, My white Massa playin' with Miz Clitty."I woulda missed my stop if I hadn't felt his hand go away when we got there. I didn't want it to end, but this was the end of the ride for me. I went down the steps of the back door and turned around and looked at him. This time I smiled at him, to. My wife grabbed the back of my head and shoved my face into that cunt. I sucked and licked for a long time her clit got real big; it was like sucking on a miniature cock. She was moaning and grinding my face into her cunt. All of a sudden she cum real hard lots and lots of girl cum came out of her pussy I just kept on sucking. She finally pushed my head away and pulled her dress down. That was the oldest pussy I ever ate and it was damn good. About that time the other old lady came up to my. ”“But there’s no shipping available from here this week. I’ll have to arrange a pickup.”“I want to show it to you before we ship it,” Keith said. “I’d even like to take you there to deliver it in person if we can arrange it.” She sat staring at him, and he was compelled to continue. “I don’t think it was a coincidence that the blast came right after I looked at that book. I think it was meant to send us a message. It sounds so stupidly cloak and dagger that I can’t believe I’m asking you to do.