I raised an eyebrow and regarded her with a tiny smirk. “Did that make you wet?”To my surprise she didn’t even flinch at the crass question, she... just pressed herself harder against me. “Yes… fuck…”Maybe she wasn’t used to people flexing their muscles at her, but I don’t play games. I speak my mind and say what I want. It’s my most endearing and alienating quality in one. I turned her around and pressed her into the nearest wall, one hand winding into the hair I’d been dying to touch as the. Fingers running through her silken hair, I can caress forever, if I have not already. My hands begin to drift, from the tips of the hair, to trace the shoulders, then to run down the spine and back up again, only in an agonizingly slow manner. There is no instance to rush. Each moment of contact, a new sensation of emotion. Emotions that were always there but were never coaxed out until we met, until we crossed past our emotional and psychological needs, until we discovered our physical needs. . After the jeans were on the floor I returned for her panties and they too slid effortlessly down her legs as my eyes became glued to the glistening pink lips of her pussy. Her fingers slid in and around and when my name leaked from her lips I lost it. I couldn’t control myself any longer and my tongue stole its first taste of Cam’s love juices. “Rin you’re even dirtier than I imagined,” she teased as began to work my tongue. I was inexperienced and wasn’t sure what I was doing but that. It felt so good. She was really close to cumming. But, he could sense whenever she got close and then he would pull away. Finally, he flicked her clit with his tongue and jammed two fingers up in her pussy. This was too much for her and she started cumming like crazy. He kept this up until she came down from her orgasm. His face glistening with pussy juices, he grinned up at her. She sat up and pushed him on his back. She kissed his neck as her hand began to glide over his hard 9 inch.