I looked at Brent with my glaring and now tear filled eyes. "Is this true Brent?" I managed to choke. "Baby, I'm sorry, you waited too lo...g to go down on me." Brent said with a slight smile. "You're such a little tease, bitch. You've dated half of us and only fucked one, barely. You need a real man, a dominant man." Parker said pushing me to the floor. "It's your chance to finally fuck her without her telling you what to do." Justin informed Brent. Brent shrugged. It's creamy juices saturate her pussy and engulf the lips. Warm sweet syrup surrounds her vagina as I lick it with my tongue and make for another arousing experience. Her body twitches and quivers as she fights the feelings. Her legs begin to spasm. I enter her opening with my tongue and feel the first inch of her naturally ribbed vagina and eventually work my way up sucking her lips into my mouth and french kissing her pussy. The beard stubble on my chin now scratching at bottom of her pussy. She couldn’t help but moan a little, and she felt a spurt of moisture down in her sex. Her hand was on his thigh, and she squeezed it firmly and moved up to his crotch. With pleasure, she learned that Mark, though by no means huge, was generously endowed. And his cock felt rock-hard. She smiled up at him, put her hand on his cheek, and pulled his face down to hers for a long, lingering kiss. Mark moaned a little, deep in his throat, and returned the kiss passionately. Louise sat up in bed, and. I turned around and moved back on the bed. Mr. Watson stood up and held his hand out for my wife, "Here allow me." Before she could move on the bed he gently grabbed her. Mr. Watson gave her a bear hug while standing behind her and then I heard him say "Jim, wait come back down here I wanted you to see this." Are you ready for this Jim?" Mr. Watson asked. The way he was holding Cyreel, he had complete control over her and he reached down and parted her legs just as I moved closer. I noticed his.