She starts a rhythm of sucking up to my head and down to my base, picking up speed. When she feels me getting ready to cum, she stops and just licks ...y shaft, to let me cool down. Then she starts the whole process over, till I am on pins and needles and I can’t take any more. I take my hands and hold her head down, and I face fuck her till I blow my load right down her throat. She takes all of my juices, and sucks hard at my exit hole to get the any that is left in there.She crawls back up. So I had to call the shots. I pushed him away and straightened my dress and hooked my dress. He apologized, "Sorry Amy, I could just not resist myself from feeling you even more. I wanted to taste those lips who had given my dick so much pleasure. I wanted to repay them. But when I tasted you, I could just not control myself. You are so much juicier than my girlfriend. You taste like rose. Your breasts are so soft and tender. No one is of match to you. I want to give you more pleasure the way. It sure sets the mood. Turning on the soft bedside lights she sprays the sheets with her favorite perfume “Morning Dew” by Anne Oakley. It smells like a fresh summer morning, of lilies and lilacs. As she sprays the sheets she describes the scent and tells her unseen audience how it makes her feel, hot and horney wanting to be fucked but since she is alone she must satisfy herself as best she can.Playing to the webcam, she begins to remover her short black lace nightgown, sliding it down her. ‘Let me help you,’ he stammered as he knelt beside her. Joy needed the time it took to pick up her textbooks, never in her life had she dreamed that someone would look at her the way this unknown man had. Yes, she had seen him around campus a few times, mostly with some of the jocks and a different girl every time. While she picked up her books she took time to collect her thoughts and glanced towards him out of the corner of her eye. Joy took note of how his dark brown hair was cut in a deep.