She looks almost shy and vulnerable before me. I look at her for assurance that she wants this as bad as I do. She leans up to kiss me softly and I kn...w that we both want this more than anything now.She is so breathtaking. I look at her long, blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders and back, the soft strands touching her soft, bronzed skin. I look into her pretty eyes shining with a passionate desire. She occupies my mind completely as I look at her. She flashes that dazzling smile at me.. I feel your bottom tense slightly – then slightly more – and then you fall over the edge into a short, sharp orgasm – your face is intent, taut, and your eyes are closed – but you open them as you cum to stare straight into mine so that I can see the pleasure deep in them and know that I am helping to put it there – you cum again, then again, so wet now that we can both hear the wetness and feel the warmth of it growing, if such were possible – me on my cock, my pubic hair, my thighs – you all. If I find one the right shape and size, I like to push it inside my pussy – right from the river whilst it’s still cold ... If they are smooth enough it feels very good ... And trees – I like to wrap myself around a tree trunk, or a branch, and just rub against it. Not like those hippy tree-huggers, I really like to grind my pussy against them – the rougher the bark the better ... I’ve actually given myself quite a few cuts and scratches – but I don’t mind, it all adds to the sensation!”The. After all, a non-responsive clit is precisely what makes clitoral pleasuring so difficult.This is where the real skill comes in to play. The clit is surrounded by the labia, and even after you do find him; it can take a lot of force to pop him over the edge. All of a sudden you’re forced to give it your full focus. Think of the clit as a tumor in a pile of earlobes. When you push down on the area, he’s the only one that can’t be squished. Once one of your tongue troopers finds him, call for.