Oh, mmmm, yeah, she moaned. I looked up at her lust-filed eyes as I slid my hands underneath her ass and squeezed and slowly put my mouth against her ...clitoris and gently sucked. My tongue massaged her clit in a circular motion as she put hr hands in my hair and breathed in and out. I twirled my tongue faster and faster to match her breathing. After about two minutes, she began tugging at my hair and bucking her hips. Oh, God, Jessie! Im about to come! I kept my tempo going as she pressed my. “What are you doing with the banana?” My words are muffled by your thighs. “What should I do with it? It’s easy to break.” “Then, be very careful. Suck it like a cock and when you are ready, BITE IT!!!” My tongue is busy at your little hole, begging you to drip your own juice to add to the rich cocktail of flavours. I plunge my tongue into you and your cunt spasms and soaks my chin with cum. Your body spasms and your back arches off the table. As your orgasm sweeps through you, your teeth. Now that I was sixteen and out of school for the summer, Grandpa put me to work out in the feed mill itself, operating my idiot stick. When I wasn’t running that implement of precision work, I was also employed stacking bags of feed on pallets or unloading bags from pallets. Uncle Dave, Dad’s brother and Grandpa and Grandma’s only other child, also worked at the mill. He pretty much ran it, with Grandpa overseeing everything. Dad told me once that his brother was probably going to take it over. ‘I think he likes my feet!’ Even though this was supposed to be part of the movie I still blushed beet red as if I was back in high school and the teacher had caught me staring at the delicate feet of the girl who sat in front of me. ‘I, I, I’m just trying…’ I tried to comeback sounding professional but it wasn’t working. Melissa’s ped had reached my crotch and was sending mixed signals to my brain. ‘Really?’ Jacinta questioned in feigned disbelief. I was waiting for her to say something crude.