..and let me tell you her pussy did taste like Strawberry. I swirled my tongue as if I was searching for whipped cream... Sable was spreading her legs...wider and wider and I was doing my best to lick deeper and deeper. Sable had already had 1 orgasm before I had reached her pussy. Now that I was there and licking fast and furious her hips were bouncing and twisting and grabbed the back of my head and ground her pussy into my mouth as she exploded again. Her pussy taste so good I was not ready. I am so close to losing to it. Almost time. I force my way inside of you once more. This time, however, I hold myself there. I release my grip on your hair and reach around you for your breast. My free hand begins massaging the cheeks of your ass. I’m somewhat disappointed to see the mark has disappeared from where I spanked you. It doesn’t matter though, I’m about to claim more than that. My fingers tease the space between your ass cheeks, from the small of your back to your tight hole. My. She prefers to wear a bra (not my preference!), but they are always thin, soft, and sheer. Her large areolas are pale pink, and except for the summer when we did some nude sunbathing (another story?), her skin is a wonderful milky white, and so incredibly soft. Her breasts, while not huge, are a nice, round handful, and certainly more than a challenge for any mouth! And my wife has never objected to a discreet squeeze or fondle, anywhere or anytime.On this night, her breasts were particular. “So where do we start?” Sam asks, sliding closer.“They have the money, most likely enough so that if we shut it down they can still keep going,” he says, speculating. “If they’re ramping up then guns, supplies and transportation will be needed, possible to add to what they have already.”“Well, we don’t need a legal reason to show up on Yonovich doorstep,” Sam says.“You think he’s still gunrunning?” Spencer asks with a grin.“I doubt he learned from the last time,” she says. “And if he isn’t.