"He chuckled as he mimicked her response, "I know."Amusement passed over her features, but only briefly. He leaned in closer, and soon all she could f...el was her heart beating far too fast, and the sound of his own heart pounding against his chest. A feral desire erupted in him, forcing him to act rashly, and so he leaned in even closer, only a hair's breadth away from her.Her patience wearing thin, she closed the miniscule distance between them, her lips grazing his, pressing softly against. ’While we ate the fruit she told me about herself. Her name was Bente, she was seeing Greece by herself, hitching around with the minimum of baggage. She indicated a small cloth bag, which, I realized, contained all she had with her. We chatted for a bit more, as the juice from her peach dripped down around her breasts onto her bare belly and into her crotch. She saw me looking and grinned, wiping the drops from her bare pussy with her fingers, then, with an impish smile, holding them out for. Caught off guard, Jake could only blink. He looked at her, waiting.“Béla cut her wrist, and made me lick the blood off,” Tabatha told him. “It was such an incredible turn-on. Every cell in my body began tingling!”She sat for a moment, silent under her husband’s quiet gaze.“After Frank… Junior, I mean, left the room with Ethan, Béla and I… well, we made love,” Tabatha confessed. “She made me feel so wonderful that I couldn’t stop myself. It was rough, and violent. I felt this sensual – need – to. . ooo ... pussy ... lapping your own ... gawd ... cum from ... my ... My cunt!”This was definitely out of character for my Lily! I wasn’t complaining though. I’d often tried to get her to be more vocal during sex, especially to talk dirty, but she just couldn’t “bring herself to be that nasty” – as she said on more than one occasion. Somehow she had, and here was the proof. Here she was, grinding her pussy on my face, spouting a constant stream of dirty words and encouragement, while I sucked.