I slowly removed them as I licked all the way up her right thigh and led her foot and toes to my steaming tongue."Oh............baby. I don't think an...y man has ever made me feel the way I feel right now."My face descended back down as was met with her spreading her thighs back, and with her left hand her first and middle finger spread open the large lips that were dark pink with sexy brown edges. Her pussy was really big, and I was on my way to making this one pussy licking she would never be. Only in my robe, I answered the door to see Nanci standing there with a tear-streaked face. "Nanci? What's wrong?" "Oh, Professor! Please! I'm so sorry!" "Come in. Now, sorry for what?" I asked, as I closed the door. "Sorry for whatever I did, that you don't want to tutor me anymore!" "Nanci, Dear, you didn't do anything. I just think you're capable of doing good work on your own." "Don't you like me, anymore?" Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she looked at me. Her green eyes were flooded. Wesley needed to let it out. Rubbing his jaw, he quickly came up at his best friend, his own right fist connecting with Wesley’s jaw, sending him stumbling back, then bent over some to catch his breath. If it took fighting his best friend to knock some sense into him, then so be it. ‘Answer my god-damned question! What the fuck are you doing?!’ he growled back, up righting himself to prepare for the second attack he knew was coming. Wesley snarled, hurling the pitchfork into the hay as he. She even told Jane about our sex life, the things we did, and what worked for us. But nothing that Jane tried or said had any effect on Ron. And then one day my wife took Jane shopping. They hit Victoria's Secret; Frederick's of Hollywood, and a whole bunch of other stores. My wife told me that night that if the outfits they bought didn't get Ron up and keep him up, Jane might as well bury him because he was all ready dead.The next day Jane called and she was in tears. Ron had taken one look at.