I go for her pussy first and drive my tongue deep inside – I want her night-time juices, those juices that have been gathering there since her last ...ee when she came to bed, those deep, creamy wonderful juices that will be washed away within minutes if I don’t get to them first.My tongue swirls about inside her, her morning flavour is almost too much for me to bear but I remember where I am and how honoured I am to be able to do this. I delve still lower and just reach her dirty, hairy bum. I soon reached the point where I would have stopped and complained but I knew how any protest would be met. Instead I forced myself to ignore my discomfort and give Vanya exactly what she had ordered."Deeper, Slave. Push it deeper each time," she commanded in a low gaspy voice, then groaned as I complied, pushing forward until my nose and lips were pressing against her very wet pussy.Vanya groaned again with each full thrust and I knew she was forcing herself to hold back the orgasm, making its. Once again, I waited to hear her tell me to stop, but just watched her head lean back. I started to kiss, and suck her soles, I teased her toes, and continued to massage away. My eyes focused on her feet, but noticed her left hand reach down to her panties, and massage her pussy. I would if I could make her cum, wanted to see her pussy drip out with her juices, all from feet play. I got hard, so much that I had to move it around. With one foot in one hand, I had to let my cock out, pulled out. Your chest hair tickles my nipples and gooseflesh pops out over them. Your cock slides easily between my folds. My lips pulse around your purple head and thick shaft. You suck on my lower lip and I squeeze your ass cheeks. You slide back and forth with the rhythm of the groping. I whisper in your ear, ‘I can’t take it anymore. I want you. Please.’ You lay down on your back and I straddle you. The cavern floor is cool, but smooth. I plunge down onto your hardness and the walls of my own cavern.