She just felt like the region between her thighs had turned entirely to liquid. "Yes, such a wet, drippy pussy you have. Look at my clit. How it peeks...out from under the hood. Pulsing... pulsing... So hard, now. Your clit is pulsing, just like mine. Such a hard, little button, aching to be stroked and touched." A moan escaped from Daniella's throat, starting low, then rising up to a helpless squeak. "And every pulse of your clit... you feel in your nipples." Daniella's mouth opened wide, and. "I didn't think she was still in contact with her husband." Shari grinned."They're new," she said. Then she took my arm and lay me back on the bed. She lay her marvelously meaty little body on mine, and kissed me very, very wetly."We had a long talk with Yoko," Shari told me, looking up at me with those big brown eyes. "She's miserable." With her husband?" I asked."With everything," Shari said. "The whole scene. She loved the kind of wild time we had last week. Just fun, without a lot of. I don't know if they were drunk, stupid or what but they just kept giggling and smiling, not my type. One of them was kissing Jeff while he was fingering her pussy. The other one was sucking his cock. Every once in a while they would change places, pausing to kiss each other for a little bit. It wasn't long before the one that was kissing him was straddling his face with her pussy so he could eat her out. Again, they would trade places pausing to kiss and grab each other's breasts. It. .. baffled at why so many girls said this was disgusting (obviously they'd never tasted themselves... yeesh). No doubt about it, the taste of creamy, salty semen was way better than the usually strong-odoured, sometimes fishy, pussy juice. One full load and I was addicted to man-cum. One text and I was addicted to black cock. One evening and I loved being on my knees. One taste of black cock and I was no longer straight. I kept sucking his cock after he quit coming, wanting to retrieve every.