We stared at one another for a few long seconds, until he accepted my silence as acquiescence. I was powerless to move. My body wanted him, ached for ...is fingers inside it. When he palmed my cheek, I groaned to his touch. He didn’t speak, merely leaned across the center console and kissed me—tenderly at first, but quickly growing in urgency. I bit his lips, and he chuckled again. He dropped his hand and grasped the hem of my skirt, tugging it until it bunched in my lap. His agile fingers. Her thoughts for the next few hours would be only about the thrill that she anticipated as Alan Dean put his monstrous male member, that COCK into her waiting vagina for the first time. She went to her room, shut the door and sat down, closing her eyes. She pictured again the hard flesh that had been in her mouth, spitting its seed. Her mouth watered and so did her vagina, with a different fluid. She touched herself, feeling the dampness of her panties. Her mind drifted; she no longer thought. “Well, Sally, you are in luck, ‘cause I’m an expert at handjobs!” Barbara proudly exclaimed, cracking her knuckles.“Among other things,” Debbie winked.“First, you gotta get the pants down a ways. Getting it caught in a zipper will kill the mood REAL fast.” Barb started.“It helps if your hand is wet, so lick your palm first,” Debbie added. “Or spit on the top,” Heather added.“I use an ice cube,” Rhonda interjected.“Really?” Deb asked.“Oh, yeah,” Barb added. “They love it!”Debbie glared at her. Perhaps that is all I would have done, for milking a woman's breast wasn't anything I'd ever thought of doing before, but then I got a close look at that breast. It was large, and very heavy with milk. Her skin was not merely flawless, but smooth as ivory. The nipple was proportionally large, reddish brown and thick, distending outward an inch and a half from an aureole that was at least four inches across its radius. It was so succulent, so inviting, that I couldn't help myself. Leaning.
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