Worshipping isn't about an orgasm for me, or at least not for a long while, it's about doing every pleasurable thing I can think of to Your cock and t...hen some more. Till it feels like it belongs to me, that it and I understand each other, getting to the point where every twitch, every pulse has meaning to me and guides me. Every time before getting to the edge, I stop. Sometimes just holding still with You deep inside my mouth, sometimes against my cheek, using my hand for a bit, sometimes with. She walked closer and dropped to her knees. “I want a lot more.”“Krista, we can’t!” I exclaimed as she opened her pink lips and sucked my cock head into her mouth.She was my sister, but I am a man. When I woman, no matter who it is, has your cock in her mouth, you shut up and enjoy it. She slowly worked my cock into her mouth. She moved her hands up my legs to my hips. She pulled me to her as she pushed towards me. She had already taken more than Ashley could ever take and she wasn’t stopping.. My balls were right on my step-sisters face. I slowly went in and out of Suzie’s vagina and Chrissy tilted her head back and licked my balls. Oh my God, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. To be fucking one girl and having another licking your balls is beyond belief (especially when one is your hot cheerleader girlfriend and the other is you step-sister). At this point, Roger walked into the room. He stopped and stared for a moment then uttered “Holy shit!” in awe of our three-way. Rather than dwelling on her clients or upcoming court dates or the mountain of papers waiting for her, she simply enjoyed the moment. Walking around in the open with a full day ahead of her made her feel free. She felt a lightness in her chest and she had a hard time not grinning at everyone she passed. Laughter, barking and conversations grew louder and louder as Lynn approached the wide concrete path that edged the lake. The area surrounding the lake was full of parents out with their.