She bit her lips as she waited and I smiled. Then I fastened my mouth to her pussy and my tongue parted her lips snaking into the warm wetness. "OH MY...GAAWDD!!" she squealed as she arched her back. This was what she had been needing and waiting so long for. I shoved my tongue as deep as I could into her pussy and wriggled it around, collecting all of her sweet nectar like a hummingbird at a flower. Using the fingers of one hand I spread her lips wide apart and licked and lapped at the pink. He gasped at the sudden touch of her hand, callous in some places yet somehow still soft in others. Her other hand undid the remainder of the buttons and he shrugged the shirt from his shoulders. He was not big by any means but he was decently muscled, as most men of the sword are, and offered many places for curious hands to wander. And he felt her do just that, running down his torso and along his stomach, which caused another body part to jump, and back up where she nervously pressed kisses. She had a nice round ass, firm and sexy. He skin was very soft. She started breathing heavier, but tried holding her breath to stay quiet. She looked back at me and whispered. I didn't hear her so I leaned in and she said "Do you want to feel how wet I am?" and smiled. I slid my hand under her ass and slid my finger inside her wet pussy. She twitched as I penetrated her, she was soaked. I held my finger inside her, and she made small movement as she rubbed her clit very hard. I started. I called you in to give you positive feedback, and you take it wrong. What did you want me to do go for the death penalty for growing and selling a little pot." she asked."Well no, but a really nice charge is the manufacture of Marijuana, which has a five year sentence. That way I would feel like I did something good." I said. "sent the right message you know?" He would never plead to that and I would have meant a trial. The trial judge would have wanted to know, if we tried to reach a deal.