After the first pass over her lips, I slipped my tongue as deeply as I could down inside her pussy and drank the juices seeping from her inner recesse.... Christina tasted even better than she looked and I stayed buried inside her with my tongue fucking her and teasing her clit for over 30 minutes. After only a few passes over her clit, Christina’s hands started reaching for my head and her pleas of “no” soon were replaced with pleas of “please don’t stop, it feels so good”. With her now enjoying. Slowly I reached down between my legs and lightly rubbed my finger over my swollen clit. I felt so slutty and couldn’t believe I was actually doing this, but once I had touched my pussy I couldn’t stop. The whole idea of doing this for the camera had me so wet and excited. Suddenly he stopped and lowered the camera looking at me lustfully. I gazed into his eyes still playing with my little pussy as he unbuckled his pants and pulled them down over his stocky muscular legs. My eyes glanced at his. To my surprise -- and delight -- she kept it there. I moved her hand up and down as we kissed and she soon got into the rhythm. She stroked my dick while we tongued kiss. I slid my hand into her shorts and began massaging he r butt cheeks. And she let me. I tried to slide my fingers between her legs, but she clamped them shut and said no. So we went back to kissing, stroking and massaging. She did let me feel her nipples though she had no beasts yet. I looked over and the other two guys were. Now he sat in front of him, in the sofa, reading a magazine called “Studs and Buds”. He was bored. He didn’t like the assignment, but the officer believed Mad Hog might try to k**nap or kill the witness and that’s why they had taken all necessary precautions. The telephone was tapped and further down the road stood a police car parked with 4 detectives and a radio phone inside. Buckthorne sat up straight and scratched his dick in his undies. “Why the fuck are we here, don’t you guys have a.