It hadn't been very pleasant.She started down low, at the very bottom of the pussy hole and she licked carefully and slowly around the opening. The ta...te was about what she thought it would be as she had tasted her own juices before. It was rather pleasant and she was getting more and more turned on the longer her face was here. After she licked all around and inside, she slowly slid her tongue up through the now engorged labial lips. When she reached the clit, she first licked all around it. Water dripped of the ends of my hard nipples and water slowly made its way down my stomach and to my pussy. As I sat in the bath I felt a sensation when my pussy touched the surface of the water. After about 5 minutes in the bath I opened my legs and slid my hand down to my pussy and felt my hard clit. I slowly rubbed it and then I inserted my finger into my extremely tight pussy. I slowly pushed my finger in and out my pussy fucking my self, I used my thumb and played with my clit as I. She felt she ought to be annoyed at him. Furious even. But she just felt...milky. Something was...wrong. What was I going to say? she thought to herself. What’s up with me? Why do I feel so strange? She gulped nervously.He flicked his eyes up to meet her gaze. ‘So, what is it?’ Was he staring at my breasts this whole time? ‘Darius.’ she said, incredulous. ‘Were you just...looking…’ ‘Your tits?’ He smirked. ‘Yes. Why?’ 'Well - you um...you really ought to...' his gaze wandered back down. He appeared to be in his late twenties/early thirties (his posting said he was 27). The house was a small ranch with three bedrooms. One of the bedrooms had been converted to a home office and that is where Mike directed me to go. I could tell right away that he was very nervous and I concluded that getting his dick sucked by a middle-aged white dude was clearly a compromise for him. I tried to keep him at ease and followed his instructions. I did as I was told and walked into the room. Mike.