He accompanied his licking and stroking with two probing fingers. “Oh.” Ainsley sang. “Oooh.” She looked down at his head bobbing between he... legs. She throbbed, desperate for release. “Oh. Please?” She begged, jubilant in her surrender. Travis needed no more encouragement. He drove his tongue into her pussy, thrusting and swirling. Ainsley almost screamed. Just when she thought the world would shatter into thousands of tiny pieces, as she fell over the edge of the point-of-no-return,. Once downstairs, they grabbed a couple of shots each, downed them with a grimace and headed towards the dance floor. Having the height advantage Norah was able to hunt for more boys to kiss amongst the throng of intoxicated students. Much to their dismay the potential prey had somewhat dwindled or had paired off with other girls from the party. Mia had a glance around for good measure; too drunk, too stoned, as if and eww - I wouldn’t touch him with Norah’s was her response to the males within. And frankly, probably much better as I have mastered my tongue and fingers, and my dick, to provide extended pleasures in every orifice of a woman, grand master cunnilinguist!And that was how Nancy and I had commenced our afternoon, my wife on a pleasure trip to visit friends in Boston. It was a rare opportunity to spend a full afternoon in Nancy’s arms – and twat – and I did not rue the shopping bill I would soon receive from the treasures of Massachusetts. I am, after all, most discrete, and. Now at fifty years old she felt that new sexual adventures were beyond her now, who wouldn’t surrounded raw sexuality of nubile young women at school. The routine nature of her maritakl bed didn’t help, Friday nights twice a month so her husband had the weekend to recover from the exertion which lasted too few minutes in entirety. Isabelle had refused to give in to convention and had not allowed any toys in her house. DB took Isabelle in her arms and kissed her in a way Isabelle hadn’t.