As I push my tongue into your belly button I reach my hands back between your legs and find that you are ready for more. But instead of diving between...your legs, I get up and move to your head. With my knees above your shoulders, I lean forward so that my manhood is just above your mouth and then lower my head between your legs. Slowly I start to lick your clitoris again and fuck you with my tongue. I feel your hands stroking the length of my shaft. You reposition yourself slightly and open. I presumed that she was doing this because she felt sexier dressed that way. I can go along with pantyhose in a working environment, but I much prefer the separate stockings and panties for a heavy date. Again, it was Jenny who clued me in on the relative advantages of the different kinds of female attire.I pulled her panties down to her knees and paused long enough to remove her shoes. Jenny had shown me what an aggravating nuisance high heels could be when I was trying to remove my date's. " Get down."She went down to her knees. He pulled on her leash to get her closer until her tits were touching his knee. "Spread your legs." She did as she was told. "Have you ever seen a dog in heat? I want to see you be my little pretty bitch."Unable to control herself and desperate for his cock, she settled her pussy on his foot and began rubbing her self on him. "Good girl.. keep going"She felt the start of her oncoming orgasm and pushed harder. "Open your mouth. Put your tongue out." She. And then there was the time he rubbed my pearl while sticking his tongue in and out of me quickly. His face got all wet from that little effort. Every girl should be so lucky.Other girls commented on it, too. Wes was quite popular with the foreplay part of an evening, especially because he didn't seem to mind going down on a girl who'd just had someone come in her. He didn't lap up the guy's stuff, he used his fingers instead, but his tongue would dance on her pearl, and more than a few girls,.