I put my hands behind her on her bottom and pulled her toward me kissed her muff. It was so silky and soft. She was standing against the bed and I gav... her a slight nudge and she sat down on the edge of the bed. I asked her to lay down and spread her legs. I put my mouth on her pussy and kissed it softly over and over. She was so hot and her pussy was so wet. She put her hands on my head as I kept sucking and licking her pussy. I couldn’t get enough of her, she was so beautiful and I felt I was. She realized she was now slightly okay with the fact as long as she could feel like she was getting fucked, have tremendous orgasms and feel all that hot pre-cum and cum pumped into her and just solely concentrate on the feeling and not what was causing it. It had been such a while since she actually had real sex. Getting herself off wasn’t like the real thing. She even started to rationalize that she was getting off and it was a great stress release.She looked between her legs, her lover no. No sooner had the words left my lips that their tongues dove into me. One slid deep into my soaking-wet pussy, darting in and out with fierce intensity. The other slithered past my anus, massaging my rectum as only a woman can. My chest rose and fell to the rhythm of my rapid breaths as moans flowed past my lips. They echoed throughout the gym for the longest time before I finally couldnt bear all that teasing. I wanted to climax and, as skillful as the twins were, I knew simple tongue fucking. He laughed with her. "No, but I know someone you could talk to, if you're serious," he replied. He gave her Phil's name and told her he'd ask if he wanted to give an interview to a young up-and-coming journalist. She smiled at him."Thank you, Simon. Much appreciated."Simon found her easy to talk to, and before he knew it, it was getting on for eleven o'clock."Michelle," he asked, "Do you fancy meeting up again tomorrow night?" Then he mentally kicked himself. "Sorry, that would have to be the.