Instead, she gave herself to Virgin's gentle, knowing caresses, sensing every fiber of her flesh responding in ardent fascination to the other's eager... advances. Fleetingly, she wondered at her own lack of repugnance at what was happening, but wouldn't allow the thought to linger, for something wickedly delightful strangely forbidden and sensuously beautiful was taking place, and she wanted it to... needed it to... just as this enticing creature undoubtedly wanted and needed her.Yet, at the same. My breathing and heart rate increases and my hands grasp your arms, urging you to stop--no, don't stop. My indecisiveness fuels you to continue your sweet torture. Your tongue dives within my folds and as it exits, you suck hard on my clit. Unexpectedly a wave of intense pleasure ripples through me, and I shudder from your manipulations. Tears stream down my face, and you gently, slowly, crawl up my body, ensuring to place loud kisses up your path. "This is what you needed....," you wick and a. And it made it easier to do things she had never dared to do. Like flirting. Not what she would have considered flirting in the past, like smiling that certain way while brushing her hair back behind on ear or giggling softly while she brushed shoulders with him. Oh, she did all that, but as she got bolder, she threw away her caution, still thinking of that moment in his ‘hidden vault’.After a while it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to lean back against the arm rest and put. Your hands reach out, one grasping his length and the other cupping his nutsack. The heat, the hardness of his manhood captivates you. It’s so big, so powerful. I can’t believe he’s finally letting me touch it… His balls are heavy in your hand, and your breath grows short as you imagine all the cum he has in them for you. Oh please, Daddy, please let me taste it.Leaning forward, you cover him in wet kisses. Starting at his balls and moving up, dragging your lips against him as you go, grateful.