Electricity flared again in her body, low down in her belly, then flowed slowly down into the thrumming wedge of her thighs. She scrunched her legs to...gether, cramped her empty, wet vagina in on itself. Oh my god this is -nice-. Her vulva tingled and sparked constantly, feeling bloated and moist, the slow, glacial sexual pleasure peaking upward each time the girl looked at her and licked those lips with that maddening little pink tongue of hers.Ellen wanted that tongue on her pussy. She wanted. Right?" "Sure" I repliedI took her to the Pub, a nearby village, was a memorable evening, wing end we were so excited that we stopped in a parking lot, put it with your hands appogiate after having lifted the bonnet and the little dress, fucked careless To be an seen by passers-sula road and we played our pleasure increasing, this was the beginningWe went on a lot with this story, she always dressed in a supersexi, and more and more uninhibited in front of strangers, and always wore only skirts. It was a good seven-inches against my six, uncircumcised and healthy. Placing a towel from the bed on the floor to avoid carpet burn, I leaned over him first and kissed him firmly, my hand gripping him and began stroking. I'd had a dry hump as a teenager but this was a huge step as I got on my knees and with his glans at eye level, I tilted it towards me and opened wide. He tasted so good, the throbbing mass running over my tongue to my tonsils. My own penis was hard too as I stroked it. It would embarrass the hell out of me but I would keep pumping just the same.The second morning after Dad left I got early, took my shower and of course jacked off. As I headed down stairs I could smell the bacon cooking so I headed to the kitchen. Mom was there at the stove cooking breakfast, dressed only in an apron. I could feel my cock starting to get hard just looking at her fine heart shaped ass. I quickly set down at the table so Mom couldn’t see when she turned around. She spoke.