My tongue traced down her stomach and flicked over her navel, evoking soft sounds to escape her lips. Soon my tongue teased and tickled her trimmed pu...ic hair as it neared its prize. Licking and kissing through her pubic hair, I gently bit the outer lips of her honeypot before slithering my tongue inside her honeypot to dance upon the soft velvety inner folds.Tasting her sweet juices oozing out, I licked ferociously and soon was greeted with even more juices flowing as she moaned. My hands slid. " This woman, whom I eventually came to pity, showed me around the house and signed me up without my ever wising up. By the time Andy showed up, that same superior little smirk on her face, it was too late, according to my lawyer, to back out. Besides, I needed the money.I have since become pretty damn successful, at least in business. My love life is an entirely different matter, a series of relationships that has left me, at the age of forty-two, despairing of ever finding one that would. "Oh, shit, Kirsten!" I screamed, as I wrapped my arms around her. Her head appeared right above mine, and rapid breathing hit my face. Her hand came to my forehead, and she discovered how worked up I was already. Then I actually had her making sweet love to me, and as the big dildo commenced small thrusts. "Tell me you love me, Donna. If you didn't, you wouldn't be here now," she told me. Lies couldn't be told, as her eyes were looking right into mine, with a very small gap between us. "I love. I guess they were afraid it would piss me off or something, andyea, I've wanted someone to do that for a long time! Oh, I love feelingyour skin! I mean it man, ---I like this! Thanks for letting me do this!" As Bob and Tom stood there on the sidewalk, in the shade of a largetree blocking the direct light from the street light, they each slid theirhands up and back down the length of each other's upper arms. Tom didadmit that he had more muscles to feel and worship, than Bob had availableto.