.. If you don't mind ... but tell me if I'm hurting you." Cathy smiled."You're very sweet, but they're designed to take quite a lot of ... what shall ...we say ... action. It's a sensitive place and a woman can get sore, but they are quite resilient. So go on, have a feel."He reached out and tentatively touched Cathy's vulva with his fingertips." ... Well, it's much softer than I imagined; and there's a lot of give in it, too, isn't there." Yes, that's because men come in all different shapes and. The hand stroking him lowered all the way to the base to hold it still, while she slipped her left hand along his inner thigh and began to caress me. The only sounds that began to fill the bedroom were my loud, anguished moans, Monica’s soft sighs and the wet, sticky sound of her tongue lapping at my shaft. “I’m going to suck it now, I’m going to suck it until you cum in my mouth,” she said, giving the tip of my cock one final flick of the tongue before slipping her warm, moist lips over it. My. For the next two days Mad was after me like a bulldog after a bone, "Who is it? Come on, you can tell me!" She kept after me until I finally snapped:"Oh come on Mad! Just who in the hell else could it be!"Understanding finally showed on her face and she pointed at herself, "Me? It's me? You've got the hots for me?" She stood there with her mouth hanging open, not knowing what else to say, and I figured that I'd already said too damn much so I walked away and found something to keep me busy for. Still keeping one hand on my dick and the other cupping my balls, she started kissing my chest, moving down until she reached my happy trail. ‘Where does this lead I wonder?’ She asked. Well she soon found out. She followed the thin brown hair down to my pubes and to the rod sticking out of them. In one swift move she engulfed my head in her mouth and moved down until half of me was buried in her velvety soft mouth. She started to bob up and down, running her toung over the underside of my.