Melanie could taste herself on his tongue and agreed. He got up on his knees between her legs."Now, show me that pussy," he ordered. Melanie reached d...wn with both hands and pulled her pussy lips apart, revealing the wet, pink interior. Carl took his cock in hand and rubbed the swollen head across the slick, pink hole and in small circles around her opening. He lubricated the head with her juices before pointing it directly at her core and moved forward just enough so she could feel it press up. "It hasn't been a priority in my life. At least not yet anyway." I suppose you have some super high standards for any guy. Do you wanna share those so I can be on the lookout for you?" No ... you'd just make fun of me." Would not?" Would too," she was quick to retort."OK, whatever you want. Do you have any work to do today?" Yeah, I got an email about a story from a guy with a first chapter of a new book he wants me to look over to give him a quote on how much I would charge him to fix his. It was so much a combination of the spiritual and sensual that they did not attempt to understand it, to say nothing of trying to describe it to others. It was with this realization that he now pulled her even closer to him and began to run his hand softly up her back, from her ass to her neck. He stopped and caressed each spot, even as he began to soul kiss her, his tongue playing a sensuous tag with hers. And then those same tongues were expressing the truly precious endearments that only. He placed his hands on my breasts, squeezing through the black lace as he lowered me onto the bed. We broke away. I stared up at him hard. ‘Do me like you mean it, Jake. Are you a man?’ He smiled at me a little. ‘More man than you take me for.’ Without any hesitation, he spread my legs apart, pulling my lace panties down and off. I was still far from being aroused. Seeming not to notice, Jake moaned at the sight of my cleanly shaven pussy. ‘Oh Shayla…’ he moaned. I laid there, visibly.