A few times his tongue would dive deep into my pussy, gently fucking me with his tongue.My eyes are closed and I’m taking in every sensation. His ha...nds go from caressing my ass to gently pressing my legs open. He doesn’t have much resistance, though. When there is complete trust and nothing but pleasure, I hold my legs open wide on my own. I want him to dive deeper. I want to feel more. My hands spend their time diving into his hair and caressing his shoulders and arms. My juices begin to pool. The boy cowered in the far corner of the room, biting his ruby lips,looking from one man to the other, his dark green eyes round with fear. Hishair, the color of new gold, gleamed in the shaft of sunlight that stabbedinto the dank rooms and fell across his pallid face, giving him the wild lookof an animal caught in a trap. ?You hear that Valak? He's been meaning to come by,? Diogo said to his friend.He'd taken out a knife and now he used it to clean his nails. ?Right,? Valak said, looking down. If either of them was surprised that my kisses were more intimate than usual, they both took it in their stride and put enough effort into my hello kisses to make me truly sorry when they were done.There were tongues involved with both of them, and some very tight, body-molding hugs. Both Mack and John laughed in surprise, but wholeheartedly took advantage of my mood. I turned to my new friends for a final wave. They were watching us, smiling a bit goofy-eyed at their nearly-threesome chick who. Fallen leaves captured in the vortex created by the car chased after her like a yellow tornado. The roar of the throaty exhaust was barely audible over the riffing baseline and her lively singing. The late October air blasted through the open windows and sunroof, tousling her hair and blowing a few wayward strands over her lips sticking them gently to her vanilla flavored Chapstick. She brushed them away and the scenery became a blur as she gleefully shifted gears. Streams and aspens gave way.