I think the rest of my body decided to kick my mouth in the butt, because Angela seemed to have reached a plateau, and it wasn't at all what I owed he...r. She seemed more interested in the words I was saying than the pleasure I was giving.I realized what I needed to do, but it was something I had been avoiding. Although I love all the flavors of a woman, and there is no part of her body that I wouldn't tease to please her, I was not thrilled to taste my own flavors inside her. My brain made. Tiffany can feel her pussy grow wetter the closer she gets. Finally, Tiffany reaches her.Tiffany says,"Hello there"This beautiful woman turns around. When her eyes land on Tiffany, they start looking at her up and down checking her out."Hi",this woman says back"My name is Tiffany. What's yours?", Tiffany says"Hi Tiffany. I am Valerie", this woman responds"It's a pleasure to meet you, Valerie.", Tiffany says.Valerie smiles, then does something that Tiffany does not expect.Valerie leans in close. There was a lacy pattern to them that wasn't net, and wasn't geometrical in the classic sense of that word, though the pattern did repeat down her legs. She wore no shoes, and among the tumult of things that flashed through my mind was how I hadn't noticed she was wearing black stockings underneath that robe, which only came to her knees.If it had been white, it would have been the absolute perfect thing for a bride to wear on her wedding night. Being black, with her long, pale, blond hair. I mean, when I was at college I did a couple of acting parts forthe Dramatic Society as a girl, in a wig and dress, because I'monly 5' 4" tall and very slightly built. The rest of the guysall seemed to be at least 6' tall, so I always seemed to end upas a Sandra or Susan. One role I filled meant I had to wear high heels for aparticular scene, so I had to practice walking around in 4"pumps for hours up and down the dormitory corridor until I gotit right. Needless to say, the comments from the.