I absolutely love reading this. I get to see the girls measuring to show just how big their tits are, over their tops of ocurse, I’m only allowed to...see cleavage (and that’s MORE than enough). Miss Leigh is 46” – She asks me what She was last time and I tell Her without a moment’s thought “45 inches Miss”. Miss V is 42”. I’d already done it in my pants so I could only gawp at them – I love it when girls show how big their tits are by using a measuring tape. Later I was sent out of the room. Slowly she worked up and down taking as much of him into her mouth as she could, she loved the way he twitched in her mouth and relished the control she now had over him. She moved in time with the music, slow then fast, she could tell that he was very close to cumming. Suddenly he pulled her off of him and stood up, whispering in her ear "I need to taste you". She practically came hearing it as he scooped her up and laid her down on the rooftop bench. He kissed his way up. Fingertips brushed under her breast and then dove down and danced softly over her folds. The hands were then switched and he repeated the gesture on her right side. Her ass was then fondled. He massaged it heavily while his other fingers kept dancing near her pussy. She pushed backwards slightly, as much as she dared to do without inciting his wrath, to invite an accidental touch. But his movements were deft and controlled, and her maneuvering yielded nothing as he continued to tease her. “On. ‘God! Your juice tastes so sweet,’ moaned Aaliyah. ‘And his spunk is a great sour-sharp flavor.’ I looked towards the other end and saw an arm moving back and forth. For a while all I could hear were soft, sibilant sounds, punctuated occasionally with a squeak from the couch. ‘Oh, do me! Do me right! Just like that! I’m cumming!’ Aaliyah threw her head back as she rocked her body back and forth in orgasm. Nan continued to lick for another minute and then she moved back upright, her thighs.