She needed that release. He began to lick her now, his tongue running up and down her tiny little pussy. Swirling around her clit, tasting her sweet j...ices. The warmth from his mouth felt amazing after the cold of the ice. He slowly inserted two fingers into her tight little hole, curling upwards inside her. He began fingering her faster as he kept his lips and tongue on her nub. She could feel his soft beard tickling her inner thigh, a feeling he knew she loved. He reached up with his free. I was glad, though rather surprised, thatMatt was, for him, subdued. I fully expected to be majorly razzed byhim, but, he quietly explained the situation to the woman in the kiosk,as I reluctantly sat down in the chair to be pierced."No need to be embarassed," she said as she prepped my ears withantiseptic. "You'd be surprised how many men get into the same situationas you! And your friend (I allowed myself a derisive snort at that!)has picked out some nice, conservative hoops for you." I. He truly hadn’t thought she would be home until much later that evening and that he wouldn’t see her until the next day as it was, she was usually much more anxious to get back to Audrianna when she came home from raids and to check on her theater, seeing how much it meant to her. Almost as if she had read his mind, and he wasn’t entirely sure that she couldn’t perform such a feat for that matter, she smiled and shook her head, sliding her perfect hair over one ear as she switched which ankle. So what I was seeing was both highly arousing and new. In more ways than one. Ms. ‘A’ was wearing a pair of pantyhose that was crotchless. I was treated to a view of the top of the sheer material, and bare skin above. And as she slowly parted her legs, I was privileged to a most private show of her most intimate self. It was my first time seeing a woman’s glory in the flesh. Up to that moment, my sightings of this most holy of shrines was confined to Playboy magazines. Ms. ‘A’ had them beat!.