She straddled my face and lowered herself toward my tongue. I loved the way she smelled and I wanted to taste her. I had never done this before. I slo...ly flicked my tongue on her clit and she wiggled back and forth on my face. I heared her moaning, so I assumed I’m doing something right. I continued licking and sucking on her clit until I heard a loud moan and felt a gush of liquid run down my face. She asked, “Are you sure you haven’t done that before?” We both looked over to the guys and. ’ I slide myself around so my legs are facing the door and my head is resting upon your left thigh. ‘Good girl. That’s my good girl.’ You say as you praise me feeling your hands peel up my tank top and expose my heaving tits to the night air. You grasp both nipples and twist them between your thumb and fore fingers. My hips quivering uncontrollably as I have been in a constant state of deliberate orgasm for nearly an hour now. The rest of the first movie was a blur for me…even what was. .AAAAH...MMMMM " as I held it there again.After a few short moments I stepped over Mina's legs one at a time, pulling her legs together with my feet on her ankles while keeping my cock buried inside her pussy. Mina knew what I wanted and brought her legs together, changing the grip her pussy had on my cock. I spread my knees wide, as far apart as I could get them, to give me maximum leverage and thrusting power for what I was about to do. Then I begin thrusting again, hard and fast, shoving as. “You know the tabloids liked to say I ran a train of my crack head buddies on her. Took some real lurid photos to send her rich daddy. Said she…”Those stories weren’t the worst of it. I never really cared what monster I was painted as. I didn’t deserve much sympathy. I was a monster. Damn right. Maybe I was just a weak-willed, self-destructive one. But a monster’s a monster. Her? What they wrote about her. That was the tragedy.The scent of strawberry watermelon shampoo slaps me. You’re standing.