His tongue moved down the inside of her thigh as his fingers were playing with her anus. Fiona was doing her best to keep him away from it, fearing wh...t he was trying to put up there next. He followed the fountain down the ‘taint’ to her sphincter and when he arrived there, Fiona closed it, like the vaults at Fort Knox. Bob licked at the very center and around the edges and the center again, and still Fiona would not relax the opening. Bob wet his index finger with a combination of the juices. ”Despite her words, she made no move to stop him as he began gently kneading her breast. Then his hand slid down her body, following the inward curve of her waist, then the swell of her hips as she leaned against him.Julie’s hand was resting on his chest. u*********sly it began to move over the contours, feeling the hardness of his muscles.James’s hand was on her thigh, moving down, finding the edge of her skirt, then slipping under, sliding up the inside of her thigh.Despite herself, she. Why not let Champ lick her clean? After all it was his cum, and his big soft tongue wouldn't hurt her like her own finger had. She sat back on the edge of the bed and pulled her nightgown up a little higher. She let her beautiful milky-white young thighs fall lewdly open so that her nearly virginal young pussy opened up like the petals of a rare tropical flower. Champ came to attention as he saw once again the well-remembered pleasure-trove from the night before."Want a little breakfast,. As much fun as I’ve had, I would like to be completely ready for you when you arrive. My left leg is propped up on the couch; my right is off to the side, touching the floor. My legs are spread wide, allowing for any number of things to fit, but for now I’ll have to make do with my own hands. My left hand slips down and again strokes the ever-so-smooth skin, caressing the flesh between my legs, brushing over the sensitive lips, then sliding up to my clit. I nuzzle my finger between the.