Besides, as Jane Wilson, I'd preferred being eaten for my first climax. Perhaps Liz had the same preference.After moving onto my knees between her spr...ad legs, I grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her delightful bottom. Then I started at the soft places behind her knees, kissing, nibbling, licking, moving up one inner thigh and moving down the over."I love your aroused fragrances," I said just before my mouth covered her cunt. With Sherry, I had to search for her clit. Not with Liz. Hers was. I don't know if she had fainted, but she was certainly close to it, if not. She looked at me with absolute worship in her eyes and said, "Dear Johnny, how can I ever thank you for that wonderful orgasm? It has been over 30 years since I last had one with only play with my breasts. You are indeed a magician!"I smiled at her and said, "Mrs. B, the mere fact that I could bring you so much pleasure was reward enough. Just relax and enjoy the sensations." Oh, but I don't want to relax quite yet. We. Her mere touch there is enough to make the girl orgasm, and she does so, so hopelessly indeed that her legs weaken and she feels faint enough to collapse... But Karen's hand drops between her legs, under her skirt, holding her upright as her fingers feather at her pussy... The Cellist gasps, "Oh God, cumming again," as the Contessa lifts her, high, upon one hand, feeling her cum as the girl's legs shake, causing her heels to drop to the floor... They rotate in the air, like figures on a Music. "Slow down. What happened?" I asked.She told me, my anger growing in leaps and bounds while I bottled it in not to interrupt her telling. The little shit 'hunk' turned out to be a complete asshole. After dinner, her took her out to this neighborhood and parked. He kissed her, then got grabby. Jess fought him off and kept telling him to stop. He informed her that he knew why she was here and any girl who dated him better put out. That scared her. When he forced his hand between her legs and.