We both know that my gag reflex is still in play but you know that I’ve gotten better and can take more of you now. Slowly but forcefully you slide ...ourself into my mouth until you can reach my throat. You see the worry in my eyes so you reassure me and say, “You got this baby you can take all of me just open that pretty little throat of yours.”Wanting to please you I try to ignore my reflex as much as possible, we both feel my throat open enough to let your cock slide down. “Fuck that’s it,”. Auntie said it would be useful to see how they looked being worn rather than just holding them up.I was, as usual, taking great interest in their rummaging and before I knew it Mommy had taken the dress she was holding and slipped it over my head and naked body (it was Summer). They looked approvingly at the pretty party dress and made me spin around so that they might get a complete picture. I wasn’t in the slightest bit embarrassed and as I moved I loved the feel of the satiny material. I ran my tongue round and round the tip of his cock and then I put all of it right into my mouth. Then I caught hold of his balls. Oh they felt so, so good. And, there I was, giving this man I’d never met before, a blow-job. I just couldn’t believe what he did next. Okay, I was leaning forward and I knew he would be able to see my breasts down the top of my dress and I liked the thought that he could see them, especially if he could see my nipples, but I didn’t expect that he would suddenly put. “Actually, he did,” she mumbled. “He didn’t think women should expose their legs.”“Do you have jeans?”“I do,” she said as she perked up. “I bought some jeans just a few months ago. My husband would have hated them because they’re tight.”“Let’s see,” David said as he stepped back.When Diane was down to her granny-panties and Sears bra, she pulled out a pair of faded blue jeans and put them on.David spun his finger in the air, indicating she should turn around. “Those are nice,” he said. “They.