“Your turn.”I slowly move down her body, kissing every inch. Being on top feels strange, but I can’t deny I like the way Bianca looks up at me, ...ondering what my next move will be. I play with her nipples with my fingers as I kiss her belly, my heart racing in anticipation.My lips reach her pubic hair. I bring my hand down to Bianca’s vulva and stroke her softly. I bring my lips down and kiss above her clit, smiling at how wet she’s making my fingers. I trail my tongue down, tickling her vulva. I couldn't help but admire the way the tightblue material looked on me, lifting and slightly separating my buttocksand emphasizing my hips in a very sexy manner, as well as displaying mysmooth crotch and giving my thighs a delightful curve.I pulled on a pastel pink t-shirt with the word "star" emblazoned acrossthe chest, fluffed my hair where it had gone a little flat, and touchedup my makeup a little, before heading back downstairs to Nick, waiting atthe bar.He sat on a stool at the end of the. My aunty kept her hand over my head, and was murmuring excitedly then she moved up and within a few seconds was sitting on top of my face lightly. I still remember her beautiful cunt spread right over my mouth. The heavenly smell emanating from her love-box was making me go bloody crazy. She forced her leaky cunt on my mouth and I started licking it again.I enjoyed the taste of her juice now. Oh, what a feeling it was and the way she moved on my face, my whole face was covered by her love juice. I resisted the urge to rub my own pussy on her thigh. I would be in trouble if I did that. I could only find my pleasure when Angela gave me permission. The anticipation and denial of my own pleasure made my orgasm even more intense when I was finally permitted to receive it.Angela broke the kiss to moan, “Mmm, that’s it. Rub your thigh on my pussy, slave. Pleasure me.”“Yes, Mistress,” I panted as I nuzzled into her neck.Beneath the water, my hand roamed her body. Our hard nipples brushed. A.