What wasn't so obvious, to me anyway, was whether she was supposed to be taking Lynne's place ... or mine.Stop laughing. I told you men are a little d...nse. And these days the world is full of girls who like other girls. And there were little clues that Jill wasn't all that much into boys. That she got interested in dating so late was one. That she didn't seem to get all gooey over any of the guys she met was another. And there was just something wrong about the way she and Langston had looked. . ‘Fuck me Rupeeert, fuck me now!’ I heard her gasp, her adorable French accent rasping with lust. But I knew that if I entered her with my penis I would come in seconds. Instead I penetrated her more deeply with my tongue. My face was wet and slippery now, the inside of my nostrils tingling with the spice of her juices. I felt Céleste’s hands on the back of my head, pushing it deeper into her, the fingers writhing and the perfect painted nails digging into my scalp. She was more vocal now,. ..that's right....suck me....deeper.." I take you as deep as I can as I start to taste the pre-cum you're producing, pushing the head into my cheek. I release you and lick along the length of your shaft while my hands fondle your balls as you continue to slowly sway. I take you back in my mouth, easing you as deep as I can manage, softly sucking. You take gentle hold of my head, guiding me because you know how difficult it is to take you deep because of your size. "Suck me harder" you say but I. Cynthia, still with her back to me, stood up and unclipped her bra and discarded it. “Alan I think you are over-dressed. Have you still got your boxers on?” I admitted I did and immediately removed them. My straining cock was now free and in a lot less pain. I focused on taking a few more snaps and Cynthia, while keeping her back to me, moved into a few more provocative positions before bending back over. “Alan, I think you need to come around here and move me into the poses you want”, I.