I did not push inside and slowly removed her sari and untied her petticoat. Now she was only in her panties and open blouse and sari. I slowly now mov...d her to the floor and removed her panties and to my surprise she did not resist. I then moved down and opened her legs and slowly kissed her cunt on its opening. This was enough for her because she came and came with just this! She was now sobbing and telling me to give her more pleasure. I slowly moved closer to her choot and inserted my tongue. She smiled and then she took in a deep breath. I took her picture and then Amanda said, “You better take another one, I think I blinked.” Now she hadn’t blinked but I really wanted another picture so I zoomed in to get her from the waist up. Nice cleavage! Amanda said, “Perhaps you should get a little closer, my top half is my best part.” I came in closer and I took a breast up shot and then just her magnificent cleavage. She knew what I was doing and she knew what she was doing too. Amanda. That park bench, where we both vocalised those three words for the first time, saying what we both knew in our hearts to be true. And like all relationships we had our ups and downs. That horrible night when we had our first fight and I stormed out. Walking the streets for hours, my anger subsiding and turning to regret and finally becoming fear, fear at losing you, fear at having messed up the greatest thing in my life. I walk further and further into the night, wanting to go back to you but. I told you I was a dirty little slut." Good girl. Reward time."Jason leaned forward once more, and kissed her, his mouth forming a circle, as he described a smaller circle around her clit with the tip of his tongue. He felt her jerk at first contact, her quiet gasp becoming a low moan as she attempted to push herself through the fence. He kept it up for close to 10 seconds before pulling away, leaving her heaving for breathe and squirming. "Keep it up, baby. It’s only going to get better." He.