She stretched out her arms. I sniffed her body odor from her shoulders and armpits and tongued her juicy armpits. She was moaning and saying, ” ahh ...�� Ufff …. Mmmm”. I ran my tongue from her neck to the valley of her boobs. I started sucking her juicy boobs harder and drank her fresh milk from her body.She took off her panty. I got excited to see some small hairs on her pussy. Odour from her tight hole was good. I licked her inner thighs and tongued her pussy lips. She said, “Push your tongue in. I cried for Rose, for my mother, for myself, for every single tormented soul in the world and for the world in itself. I knew I had a tendency to keep my feelings bottled up, partly because I didn’t know if I’d be able to stop the whirlwind of emotions if I opened myself to them, partly because, as a man, society dictated that I wasn’t supposed to have, or at least not show, my weaker emotions. But by letting those feelings out, joining her in her sorrow, it felt like I was cleansing my soul,. We both knew that answer to his question as my hips were already humping into his finger, but I looked at him and “yes, and the slut needs a good fucking”. A little voice inside my head yelled ”what did you say” and I realized that I now used the “f’ word, another landmark in my life.Kevin interrupted further self examination as he pushed my legs open wider and rolled on top of me. He lifted my ass and slid his pillow underneath me before pushing my knees forward. I reached between us and. She craved the peak of her orgasm which was fast approaching. She could feel the roar of pent up lust crashing through her body like a crescendo of waves greedily washing over a diminishing beach. Knowing she was close, he closed his mouth onto her perfect clit and sucked on it, using his tongue to circle and flick it. He continued his three digit attack in her soaked pussy whilst his other hand stroked her arse cheeks, delving between them to her puckered pink hole. Using her own juices as a.