Baby, didn’t you eat dinner tonight?” Kerri giggles as her teen stud tongues her pussy with gusto. “Yeah, I ate dinner…this is my dessert!” ...he stud replies, briefly raising his head before diving down on the hippie’s funky slit again. The hippie is literally serving herself up to the stud as a tasty carnal treat; she’s lying flat on her back on her kitchen table, legs spread wide, with J.J. on his knees in front of her, his head thrust between her thighs. “Tastes so fucking good…!” he murmurs. "What do you want?" I ask you. Without a word, you rise, and lie back on the bed. You spread you legs wide, pulling your knees up, your pussylips parting. "Eat me," you breath huskily.Your hubby watches helplessly as I kneel in front of you. Your pussy is already wet. I won't tease you. I want to taste you so badly. I open my mouth and engulf your lips, sucking them gently in, then releasing them. My tongue dives in your hole. Your taste sends me wild, and I thrust my tongue yet deeper, making. Meghna pretended not to notice and kept talking. She seemed to be observing what a nice body I had under my clothes; I guess she could tell I had a muscular physique. We both struggled to come up with things to talk about; it was obvious that we had other things in mind. Meghna stood up and said she needed to make some xerox copies of the proposal she was working on. As she started to walk away, I, feeling adventurous, grabbed her arm gently, stood up and pulled her to me. “Since you’ve. If I couldn’t see her cum then she couldn’t count it. So she told me to put a finger in her pussy and I did, then she wanted two fingers, and finally she wanted three of my fingers in her pussy. It was sort of tight but sort of nice too. So with my three fingers up her pussy she started playing with her clit again. Every time I felt her pussy muscles quiver and tighten on my fingers Joyce would count off. I began to realize that she really was experiencing something inside her pussy. I was.