I tease and tantalize the insides of my thighs, opening them slightly. My fingernails lightly scratching through the nightgown, my hands drift back up...to my neck, running up and down, stimulating that certain place that your tongue gravitates towards when we are together. My pulse races under my fingers. I bring a hand up to my mouth, caressing my lips, and slowly insert a finger, sucking on it, getting it wet. I drag that wet finger down over my throat, imagining your lips and tongue. My damp. " He left with a sheer tremble and his pale face bright red. Did he think I didn't like the kiss? Was I a bad kisser? Did he not like the kiss? Or did he think he wasn't a great kisser? Those thoughts traveled and sunk into my mind. I sat on my bed for hours thinking. I mean, my parents were on a business trip. What's the worst that could happen? I am an only child, and does that make him think I'm stuck up or something? I know I'm not. Even though out in the pool I probably sounded like. Both of his hands cubed my ass cheeks while he was licking my pussy in a fantastic way, it did not take long before I was shaking, trembling and screaming as my first orgasm was about to burst, he did not stop, he kept at it till he started feeling all of my pussy juices flowing out of my pussy into his mouth, he did not allow any drop to escape he was licking each and every drop till my orgasm subsided and he dried my pussy again.I pushed the coffee table behind me a way, I got on my knees. "With that we quickly stripped of our clothes and I lay fat on my back in Marie's bed. I guided Monica over my erect cock as I held it allowing her to lower her pussy onto the length of my hard shaft. I didn't let my cock slid into her, but had it against my body. Slowly she started to ride it back and forth keeping it out of her cunt yet it glide between her ever-moistening slit. As her clitoris slid along my cock she became more excited and increasingly oozed out more of her musky lubricant..