Only a quick touch of my clit, and then my middle finger slides easily into my wetness. The tracing sensation along my lips stops and pressure is felt...between them. My lips part obediently and a perverse pleasure overwhelms me as it slides inside. Ohgodyes ... cock. My lips instinctively lock behind the ridge as the head fully enters my mouth, not wanting it to escape now it is where I need it. My tongue briefly explores, discovering little, yet pronounced, bumps lining the ridge of his cock.. Our eyes met again and I saw her eyebrows rise. "What? I'm fucking loving it, despite you just throwing yourself at me." She suddenly lifted her head up. "Well, you weren't gonna throw yourself at me, bitch," she reminded me, before installing her fingers from her right hand into my twat. "Even though your pussy was begging you to. I've seen you masturbating and chanting my name in this chair, woman." She went back down there and took my pussy lips into her mouth. "Yes, yes, yes, Cadence,. And the officer’s club there is first rate with a first class wine cellar. The chef was trained at the Greenbrier. He oversees his own vegetable and keeps his own spice garden. His pheasant under glass must be tasted to be believed. It is like ambrosia—fit for the gods.’ ‘I doubt that.’ She pouted. ‘I can’t tell you more, but this is a bad idea, a very bad idea. No good can come of you blithering off the train at this time.’ Of the many times that I have taken this trip, I have always met. God it feels good, and I feel you smile around your full mouth. You begin bobbing up and down taking it all into your mouth and down your throat while your hands move to my balls and slowly slide back to begin playing with my ass. I open my legs a bit to give you better access and moan as your hands travel all over my balls and ass. But enough of me for now, I grab ahold of your hair and pull your mouth off of my cock. I lay you back on the bad and slide you up. I whisper to you to close your.