I expected him to take it in his mouth but he only allowed the head between his ruby lips, his tongue still moving over the sensative skin. It took me... by surprise when he released it and held it aside as he kissed my tummy through the thatch of pubic hair, moving downward. I could feel the long hair caressing the skin of my stomach, legs and thighs. His kisses move down, around all my masculine equipment making me feel increasingly like it wasn't there at all. I felt as if he was doing this. I collapsed on top of her kissing her shoulders and lower back “you know what” as she licked her lips“what?”“this is going to be a fun relationship”“fucking right” “especially after I get my tongue stud” We spent the rest of the evening lounging on the couch and eating cold pizza. And kissing of course. A few weeks later she got her tongue stud and an unstoppable sexual appetite became even more insatiable. She is the first girl I have been with that has no taboos. If we can think it up. She rode me different to before, squeezing the base of my cock which made me thicker, and she worked only the first 4 inches of my dick. She bounced up and down much quicker than before, her free hand lifting her nightie above her tits and pinching her big pink nipples. “My God, My God”…was all she said, as she finally lifted herself off me and squirted hot cum all over my stomach. Now, these were the days when the internet was in it’s infancy, and I knew nothing of squirting. For all I knew,. In my fevered state, I could see his hands reaching up under her dress and grabbing her ass and could hear her moan as he did.I closed my eyes and could see him run his hand up under her panties and feel the heat of her wet pussy, his black fingers working into her pink lips. I was so hard and had to rub my white cock. I could see her dainty white fingers wrap around that big ebony shaft and see her tongue snaking into his, and it was driving me crazy, but still I rubbed my cock through my.