As I lick it more I can feel your clit getting hard and you begin to wriggle as another orgasm begins to build up. You let out a bit more cum and I sq...eeze your lips together making a little bit more trickle out. You lift your legs up and I put my hands under your bottom and lift you up a little. Like this I can lick from your clit down over your cum soaked hole and around your ass. You taste so sweet and I suck all of your cum out and probe your tight cum soaked ass hole with my tongue. I pick. Anitha was coming out to be a very nice friendly woman and what was more important is that she didn’t have any airs around her. She was genuinely interested in chatting and didn’t have any attitudes about it. I figured since she seems open enough perhaps we can chat about the topic that actually started us chatting together.“So you really enjoyed my “Was I wrong” experience huh?” I asked.“Oh yea. You have a gift of writing.” She said.“What did you like about it?” I continued.“I told you, you. ” Rolling up on his side he slid his hand down her hip so it rested on her quivering ass cheek. She didn’t answer instead she rolled over onto her stomach then pushed herself up on her hands and knees. “Such a nasty little woman.” He grinned as she wiggled her butt. He sat up on the bed admiring the view, his hand sliding down the crack of her ass. Her pussy still gaped open and dripped juices from their previous romp. Sliding his hand down he wet his fingers then moved back to the tight. ~*~It was a cold night and I wakened after a nasty dream to do with a hugeturkey and stuffing.I got up and looked out of the window. I shivered slightly in my thinnightie.The snow lay on the ground, all deep and crisp and even (it made methink of a pizza, Deep pan, crisp and even!. The moon was shiningbrightly, everything looked clean, fresh and bright.In the little village of Trumphampton there was no noise. It was asquiet as it ever was at two A.M. on a cold winter's night. For this.