Hidden under her g-string lay a plain clit ring, a fake precious stone in the ball. Large hoop earrings dangled from her ears and perfectly complement...d the nose ring in her left nostril. When she laughed, the gleam of a barbell piercing through her tongue was unmistakable. Both of them now sported perfectly manicured french tips on their fingers and their toenails were likewise in perfect shape. Looks for these girls were everything.Kimberly's memories of the morning distorted as the clothing. The other thing it was full of were photographs and posters, all of a thespian nature, obscuring the rather dull and faded wallpaper. “You can take your clothes off now if you like,” announced Josephine kindly. “Sorry, I’m …” began Charlotte, who had been convinced that she’d be spending the evening in the clothes she was wearing. The experience would even be quite a novel one. She now associated clothes as the rather clumsy things she was obliged to wear to keep her modesty when travelling to. So I wasn't too worried that she would see me now. After all, she knew I was naked and exposed beside her. If she looked, it would be because she wanted to see.My hands worked their magic on her tensed muscles. I moved down her back and worked around her waist. I let my fingers slip under the elastic waistband of her shorts a bit -- just playing in my mind. Then she surprised me further by reaching down and pushing the shorts halfway down her ass! My dick jumped as her round half moons were. ‘You know I do, baby … come on, let me taste your sweet juices.’ Smiling, she pushed away from the dresser and made her way to where he was. Pushing between his thighs, her stomach rubbed up against his cock before sliding over him, her body draping over his. She lifted her nectar-coated fingers to his lips, slowly sliding them past his lips and into his mouth as she purred softly, whispering, ‘Mmmm … how does that taste?’ He suckled hungrily on her fingers, his tongue swirling around the.