..Dear God that taste. It was so vivid in my memory that I could still taste her wonderful juices on my tongue even after all this time.My breathing q...ickened, and my pulse raced. The breeze changed direction toward me, and I could smell.....Could it really be? Yes....My God I could smell her pheromones. The primal desire within me increased to a boiling point. Suddenly I could taste the warm coppery taste of blood, and I realized that I was biting my lip. I stepped slowly from the shadows. It was Sarah and she was quivering. This whole thing had caused her pussy to become moist as she watched the scene with Dawn unfold. I filed that fact away for later."Grace, would you find Eve and Rose suitable quarters for tonight, please?" I thought to her."Yes, Waharahi," she giggled.I entered the room and motioned her to the bed. I took the only chair and turned it facing her as she now sat on the floor beside the bed. I just looked at her and waited. I had already read her.Finally, the. We’d been down and walked out the old lock gates to the big pilings on the river, just sat there, shooting the shit, before we decided to head back to our apartment. I loved Kent, with all my heart, but we had a festering problem. I don’t know if my boyfriend really understood it, and he was trying to keep me happy. The problem: Kent is a great guy, a hard worker, but he’s kind of a dud in bed. Oh, he tries, and he always gets me off using his hands and his tongue, but I never, ever orgasm from. Coleen Williams stood drying herself after a quick dip in the pool. The Black, thirty-seven year old unsnapped the bra of her bikini and dropped it to the floor. She looked into the full length mirror on her bedroom door and smiled, admiring her still lovely face, as she drew a deep breath and watched her still firm, already ample, breasts swell to their maximum, the nipples large and suddenly erect as the cool air conditioned breeze swept over them. She wiggled out of the thong and turned to.