.. that's where our trust with Jennifer came in. Often, when I would drop my little girl off, Jen's mom was still asleep; while Jennifer would lie on ...he couch where she often slept, preferring it to her own bed. Completely comfortable with me by now, Jen no longer made any attempt to cover up when I arrived; content to lie on the couch, usually wearing no more than a thin t-shirt and her panties. Sometimes her blanket was over her, sometimes not. One such morning, Jen's own kitten (big sis. We began to walk away from the beach now. There was a greener part of land a little far opposite the beach. It was ill kept and messy. The grass was over grown and there were some crap stuff lying here and there. I wished I had worn my slippers as I followed her into the green. This is still hotel property but nobody comes here and she said. We were going through the grass and there was not even a trail or a path anywhere ahead. I sure hoped that she knew her way around here and here were lot. There is more places to kiss on a woman's body then there are stars in the sky.Eden, the unspoilt paradise is here in my arms.Ha but, it is when you get me to brace myself, in the lounge, against the piano stool, with my arms outstretched and feet apart, its the feel of the cool lubricant, tricking down my crack, the long slender fingers probing deep ensuring I am well moist and that my anus is nicely relaxed, and you then clasp me around my waist with one of your warm soft arms, you then lean. I lifted her legs over my shoulder allowing me to push my tongue harder, trying to pierce the soft material of her silky panties, the force of my stabbing tongue shoving them deeper into her soaking pussy, my need driving me insane. Her loud oh’s and ahs and frenzied thrusting against my tongue got me wilder. I hungrily pulled her panties to the side, my tongue lapping at her juicy pussy like a cat drinking milk. “Eat me! Eat me!” she screamed, urging me to suck and lick her clit, each slap of.