I sit on the very edge of the bed with my legs slightly open, just enough so he can catch a glimpse of my lips through my skirt. I watch as my husban... comes out dressed looking hot as always, I can’t help but stare at his bulge, my mouth automatically begins to salivate…I can’t help but think about how good he feels in my mouth as I suck on his cock until I can feel it harden in me filling up every inch of my mouth. The feel of his head on the back of my throat, the soft salty taste of his. Now here I stand, five years on and five years of sculpturing by my hormones, young breasts, soft and firm, incredibly sensitive nipples, flat tummy with girly firm six pack, a hint of curvature over my hips, and a bald pubis, the true organ of reproduction, swollen and wet erectile tissue, constantly secreting my naked desire for the male organ, and as I pulled my short dress over my head, I watched as the short hemline flowed over it, causing another spurt of warm secretions, moistening my. "I promise. But I still don't understand what you could possibly want from me."Those little guys inside my head started yelling me about Halloween and all kinds of human sacrifices. I decided not to listen to them - at least, not yet. They were silenced for a moment when Kim got on her knees and kissed me on my lips. It turned out that my reaction to her kissing me was exactly the same that it had been the last time she kissed me. I tasted the same exotic fruit in my own mouth and those little. Mara pulled the lever in Mike’s head that lowered his inhibitions, but still held his limbs in place. Leaning over the side of the couch but looking behind her she noticed drool was beginning to form at the corner of his mouth. His eyes conveyed wanting nothing more than to bury his face between her cheeks. She wiggled her ass in his face and pushed back to bump her cheeks against his nose. Mike snaked his tongue out for a quick slurp between her folds and was able to lap from her labia to her.