I liked washing her small titties with my hand and her pussy too. I found the hole that she had put her finger into and the little nub at the top of h...r slit that gave her so much pleasure the night before. It was my turn to give her pleasure but I didn’t stop with just one orgasm like she does. I gave her three orgasms until she begged me to stop because it felt too good. Why would anyone want to stop feeling good if you didn’t have too?We dried off, got dressed, and went downstairs to. We’ve been having a lot of problems with the cops lately. I don’t see much of it since I’ve been living mostly over in Athens for the last few years, but I hear about it from Mom. Your father and your grandfather will probably be able to tell you more. I know a black kid got killed a couple of years ago, and there’s been a lot of stuff in the paper and on the news. They even had a riot over on Bleecker Street.”“A riot!”“Uh, huh. Ask your parents.”“Huh!”“Grim, you’re out now, right?” she. The only thing that registered was sex, how good she looked and how it would help her get all the sex she needed to keep her body happy. She also thought about her good she looked naked and how it would keep her stocked with the drugs her body was increasingly craving."Speaking of craving," she thought, maybe now is a good time for a little snort.Searching through her closet for the sweater within which she hid her stash, Olivia pulled out the magic powder and poured a little out onto her. .. Scratch my cunt!" I flexed my fingers, feeling the soft pebbly surface of her g-spot. "Ohhh! God! Yessss!" she cried I continued to rub her clit with my tongue, coming up for breath every few seconds, taking in the heavy musky scent of her womanhood. "Don't stop!...Make me cum!" Her hold on my head was vise-like. Not that she needed to hold me there, I wanted to be there, making her moan and flail, proud of my ability to bring her this close. I brought my free hand up to her left breast, and.