I, on the other hand, was turning inside out, cunt-first.And fuck was he my type, by the way. Sweet, boyish face that would look delicious between my ...egs, but with enough hard muscle filling out his shirt and smouldering mischievousness in his eyes that says he can fuck like a man, too.So every maddening question from his mother – perpetuating this whole agonising process, delaying my sweet release in the restroom once they were gone – had me wincing and grunting under my breath like a horny. As i did this she began to urge me on'Thats it mate.Lick my pussy.Probe my pussy with your tongue.Oh god that is so bloody good.'After doing this for a while i could feel her pussy muscles begin to twitch and she was soon coming.'Oh god.Oh god.Oh god i'm coming'.Her legs wrapped tight around me as she came with a violent shudder,washing my face with the juices from her pussy.When she had finished coming she told me to sit on the chair and,taking off my trousers and letting my cock loose she. " Peppa groaned as each word seemed to reverberate off her pussy. She gripped Juliet’s arse cheeks so she could force her mouth harder onto her cunt. Then as the words slowly penetrated her brain, Peppa suddenly pulled away. Juliet was gasping for breath, her pelvis still thrust up inviting her to continue."You're not supposed to enjoy it," Peppa said, her voice shaking. She looked down to see Juliet grinning in triumph. "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO FUCKING ENJOY IT!" she shouted, and in her. You then start to massage my legs, inch by inch, pushing my dress up as you go, until you are dangerously close to my most private of areas. The lust in your eyes increases as you notice that my nude stockings are thigh-highs, topped with lace, and clasped with black garters. I feel oddly empowered by how much my choice of undergarments is affecting you. I casually pull my dress up more to reveal matching black thong panties, with a little green shamrock at the center of the waistband. You.