.different, but I like it, and now I simply have to taste her fully! I slowly glide my tongue up her lips to flick it against her clit, and she writhe... in bliss as I do, I suck on it and her hips buck and twist, and I softly bite down on it and she gasps!She murmurs softly. "Oh baby, dat voelt goed! Alstublieft, niet stoppen!" I don't speak Dutch, but I'm convinced it's not a complaint!"Do you like me tasting you, baby?" I ask softly and in between licks."Ja, heel veel! You are making me feel. “You came,” June beamed. “Excellent. Come on up.”The flat appeared to be no more like a dungeon than Allison’s own did but June certainly looked as Allison imagined a professional dominatrix would. She wore a black leather bustier and tight leather skirt with long, black, leather gloves that reached up over her elbows. Dagger heels, sheer black tights and a choker made up of six rows of pearls completed June’s outfit. Hair lacquered to immobility and carefully applied make-up were the final. I could feel how warm and soaked she was as she hovered over me and it was clear that she hadn’t been wearing panties at all. I stuck my tongue out and began to gently lick the source of the sweet juices in front of me. I lightly teased her clit and hole with my tongue and I began to hear soft whimpers coming from above.She lifted up her skirt to look down on me. Her mouth was hanging open; her eyebrows pressed together. She was enjoying it. I grabbed her legs as I continued to eat her pussy,. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed touching a woman, and of her touch. Her smooth warm skin, her perfume the taste of her neck as I planted kissed just below her ear. Then her hands exploring my body, her delicate hands peeling my shirt off, as she returned kissing up my chest as her hands migrated further south. She continued to unbutton my jeans as I pulled off her blouse. I unsnapped her front clasp bra and her breasts and her breathing seemed to spring forth as I fondled her nipples,.