Spreading his hand, fingertip into her belly button, thumb over her mons, her stomach dips to his touch. His thumb just reaches her clit. Rubbing his ...and on her belly, his mouth slides down her labia folds. His tongue sliding into her cleft, tasting her as he has before.She puts her hands onto his head to guide his position and rhythm. Then one hand moves on top of his hand that was still rubbing her belly. She pushes his hand down, his thumb rubbing her clit, making her breath deeply, and her. I removed my mouth from Johns cock and I rather used my hand, head and hair trying to hide it from the pizza man view. However, at the same time I was giving him an excellent view of my big tits hanging from my out fit. NOBODY told you to stop sucking, Kim yelled at me. I went back to sucking on his cock. Sorry about that she is in training, she added as she looked at the pizza guy who just stood there looking at me. John where is your wallet? I heard Kim ask as she walked into the living room.. Those next few years I was away at college and didn’t see Cindy or Jimmy or my niece hardly at all, just when I was home for Christmas. But my mother kept me updated on their marriage. It was rocky from the start. They would fuss and fight and money was tight. They’d have a blowout and Jimmy would ride off on his bike and disappear for days at a time. My Mom and Cindy sat side-by-side every Sunday morning singing in the church choir so she got the scoop every week. Cindy was trying to keep the. Tiffany shook her head for a second and looked around. ‘I…’ she looked at me and started to glow a bit red in the face as she squeezed her legs together. ‘Umm..’ She stared at me helpless as her body ached for my cock per my instructions. ‘Please. I think… I think you are my master and I need your…’ She grew bright red now as she looked around the room, terrified someone would see or hear her. She walked over and locked the door, lowered the blinds and got on her knees in front of me..