”Connie once again proves to be a fast learner. She teases Rachel, pulling away and kissing her mouth, letting Rachel taste herself on her lips, bef...re going back to her cunt. With Rachel’s coaching, Connie gets the hang of using her fingers along with her tongue, sending sparks of pleasure shooting throughout Rachel’s overheated body.“Are you ready for me to make you cum?” Connie asks teasingly.“Yes!” Rachel shouts. “God, yes!”Connie lowers her mouth back to Rachel’s pussy, and sucks on her. He was a sporty walker, bit of a roll and swagger, arms held away from his body and long elegant strides. He explained that her dressing room was exclusively hers and entered a spacious room with a shower, dressing table, sofa and a desk – her practised eye noted no fridge or mini bar. “I’ll be outside if you need anything. It’s quite a way to the green room, you’ll have a ball up there and studio, so it’s up to me to sort you out and by the way my name is Simon. I’ve seen a lot of your work on. When it got dry, she spit some saliva to it and proceeded wiping me down. Slowly, the shaft of my organ pushed out, growing into a larger, stiffer, and more manageable object to clean. Finally, she seemed to have gotten it completely cleaned off.I looked down to the perfect girl’s body bending down into my cock. Her mouth inhaled my organ and every muscle in her mouth began working. I had just orgasmed several minutes ago into her younger sister’s womb, and now, I could feel the buildup of. "They're living up in Frederick, raising a family," she said, checking on the status of my still-sore member."That's where I grew up, Frederick Town," I told her."Was you in that fight at Trenton, back a while?" she asked, tickling her way through my belly hair."Um hm," I said, "that's where I got this scar on my neck and lost a finger." I showed her the stump."Cost old Matthew two toes," she said, kissing my damaged hand. "Froze 'em right off. They threw him out of the army." Lucky man," I.