. to pleasure Your.. Your sacred treasure with hisworthless tongue.? CRACK! CRACK! Two this time, in rapid succession, the firstacross his sitspots, a...nd the second across his thighs. his legs shot out behindhim and he fell forward, a wordless, timeless moan escaping from his mouth. ?you said worthless twice, pet. I prefer originality. Andyou have not yet earned the privilege of pleasuring Me in that way.? Shesquatted primly beside him, lightly trailing Her dark purple fingernails alonghis. If there was only a way that she could ... no, not allowed, no way ... but if only... Alison continued fingering herself while admiring Ryan, who was sitting on the bench, leaning back against the wall behind him with his hands clasped behind his head, watching the ocean and enjoying the cool air on his sweaty body. Alison had two fingers inside her pussy, and now her thumb and finger from her other hand were playing with her clit. The boat hit a small wave that gave her a little jolt, and. Suddenly, she broke the kiss and began standing up. "We need to get out of here" she said and held out her hand, beckoning me to come with her. It was really the first time I had seen her stand and though I had known she was very pretty, it wasn't until she stood that I was really impressed. She was wearing a very tailored black silk business suit with a miniskirt. She had these wonderfully long, shapely legs to really fill out the outfit and they were accented nicely by a pair of sheer black. A step closer and Paul's face was buried deep into a warm wet opening, his nostrils filled with that musky scent known as Woman. Every other thought deserts him as instinctively Paul focuses on that scent; it is the reason he is who he is. He searches with his tongue for that bud, the one thing he craves beyond all else. His face is coated in her scent, her juices covering mouth, nose and chin as he pays homage to her. Then suddenly, she is gone.Paul whimpered at this sudden loss. Tortured and.