He was drilling the little bullseye with his tongue tip. She vocalized little approving teen squeals. Occasionally he would move his other hand away...from her swollen girl parts to stick a finger or 2 about or into her pucker. He was testing to see how relaxed it was getting. When he finally figured that she was breeching real easy and the muscles there were not impulsively clenching against his digits too hard, he thought she might be ready. Her ass was away from the spray of the water and. There was something else to it that made it arousing for me as well on a chemical level. I decided it was now or never and lowered my face slowly. With both hands, I spread her outer lips apart and saw her glistening sex up close. She was dripping and the closer I got, the stronger the scent grew. I was almost in a daze at this point and just dove in. I attacked her pussy with my lips and tongue. Licking up, down, and side to side, only stopping to suck at her clit or meaty pussy lips. It was. Her hand slid up from his balls and folded around the root of his cockshaft.Rover growled in his throat and stopped humping, standing rigid over her haunches, perhaps realizing that manual assistance was about to be offered. His bushy tail slowly switched from side to side."You want cunt, boy?" Karen whispered in a husky voice. "Ummm? Do you want that nice big prick stuck up my hot, wet fuckhole?"Rover yelped with enthusiasm, and his hairy cockstalk bucked in her fist. Karen's hand slid up his. In the days before fax machines it meant an all day, out of the office trip in the company Buick.Judith barely noticed how careful and solicitous the young man was as he opened the door on her side and averted his head in case her skirt rode up when she got in. They talked comfortably on the ride up and the hour they waited for the customer to get everything together. Lunch was at a steak house on Highway 22. They talked there for another hour as they waited for their meals and ate. All day.