”And I stood up and moved back to the table, where she lay, face up. I put more oil on my hands, and started to massage her abdomen below her belly ...utton, then slowly, slowly moved towards her mound. I started massaging between her legs, but avoided her pussy lips.She was getting antsy, and her hips were moving back and forth. When I finally started to massage the outside of her labia, her hips moved up off the table towards my hands. I allowed her to push towards my hands, but still moved. Well, not Debbie – I thought she'd be too busy, perhaps – but rather May. Which is to say, I thought about just calling a cab, then realised that getting up the stairs to my flat on my own would be difficult. So I called May, explained the situation and agreed to allow her to come and pick me up. While I was waiting, fending off the local drunks and junkies, I checked up on my accumulated messages and e-mail.It was interesting stuff.Back in the flat, things were simply embarrassing. I mean, I. " Without a word, Cheryl's swollen and chapped lips went to work on Donna's black leather heels, carefully tugging them off while trying to keep her teeth out of the way. She then began lapping at Donna's feet, using her tongue on the filthy soles and sucking on each dirty toe individually, while Donna casually smacked her exposed back and shoulders with her crop. Cheryl could taste the dirt and manure from Donna's barefoot walk through the newly-fertilized garden just moments ago, but managed. She inserted a finger in her cunt and pulled it out to circle her clit which made her moan. She was enjoying the slow build up of foreplay for her end result. Now her cunt was boiling and more cunt juice was needed so two fingers were slowly pushed into it and again she pulled them out and smeared them around her ass hole. Again she moaned and again she inserted two fingers into herself. This time she felt her cunt muscles gripping her fingers and she pinched her nipple hard. She raised her.