Almost frantically, he gripped her head and transmitted through his fingers that he wanted her mouth off of him. She pulled back, sucking all the way,...reluctant to give him up, but as soon as she saw what he intended, she rolled to her knees and let him lie down. Then, with practiced ease, she arched a knee over him and settled her pussy on his mouth, while she took him in hers again.Kris feasted, loving her taste and loving the smooth feel of her freshly shaven pudendum. His hands gripped her. In the Christmas holiday of 1957, I went to twelve dances at the Langland Bay Hotel in a fortnight; once I went round a dance circle of girls and kissed everyone on the lips you remembered me from primary school. I got fed up hearing the same tunes from the same band.Anyway, after I left school, we all stayed in touch, and in the summer, we used to have tennis parties. Since I played at school I was quite good and at one of these parties this girl Julia saw me and asked if I would like to come. Earrings too. The big gold ones he had bought her but she had never worn, flashed and flew about as she bounced. She was dressed in a red, strapless teddy, a Valentine’s or Anniversary gift from years ago but which until now Shana had refused to put it on. ‘Whorish,’ she had judged. The cups thrust her half-covered chest up and out, highlighting her spectacular tits. Her legs were clad in shiny stockings with ribbons and bows on the garters. Her gaudiest pair of high-heeled red pumps were on. “No, that is not why I called. Did you get a package in the mail today?”“Yes, but how did you…” she started to ask when it hit her that it was he who sent it.“Good, now when you open it, you are to follow instructions exactly,” John instructed her. “Deviate from the instructions in any way; you will be punished. Do you understand?”“Yeah, I understand, John,” Jazzy told John as she started to tear off the brown wrapping.“Excuse me?” John said.“Excuse you for what?““Not excuse me for anything,.