He let the image linger as he stroked. Emily was what Ted considered girl-next-door pretty. Deep blue eyes, short brown hair, very light skin with a c...lean complexion. She was 5’1′, which always caused her to keep a greater-than-usual distance from him when they spoke, so that she didn’t have to crane her neck to make eye contact with his six-foot frame. She usually dressed very much in a tomboy manner, jeans and tee shirts, with white socks and sneakers. Once in a great while she would wear a. I could never imagine a sober looking girl could have this much of sexual urge within her.Keeping her legs and thighs widely apart, she thrust her pussy on to my mouth and implored frantically: “Oh… lover, please suck my vagina, again and again. Suck out my entire juice and enjoy. I shall secrete more sweet juice for you”.I inserted my tongue into her tunnel, rolled inside and swallowed whatever juice I could get. Then keeping my mouth tightly pressed on her hole I blew out creating vacuum to. "It's ok. I've heard that one and worse," smiled Erica. "Now which partdo I get to help with?" All of it, sis," said Amy, handing her a brush. "I'll section and thenwe brush on together."From the back, Amy lifted his hair, pinning most of it out of the wayand then slowly but surely Erica and Amy saturated his head, brushing onthe color. As some sections were done, she would flip them aside,letting down others as he just sat there studying his routine. After histhird time through it, he began. I was running my tongue all along her vagina and I could feel Mamata getting excited. Her legs parted more giving me a better access to her vagina with my tongue. I was virtually nibbling the folds of her vagina I heard her moan in pleasure when my tongue touched her clitoris. Mamata grabbed my head pressing and rubbing it strong against her vagina. I was glad that she too was enjoying this. She was now begging me not to stop and I felt her come and her juices where flooding into my mouth. I.