We decide to grill a couple of ribeye steaks with a baked potato and salad, along with a nice wine. As we sit down to our meal, candles lit and soft m...usic playing, we talk about our hopes and dreams. Telling stories of our childhood and what we want for our future. And in a stolen moment, you see a glow to my face and feel the love in my eyes. Having finished the meal, we opt for watching television and doing the dishes later. I’m sitting at the end of the sofa with you lying down with your. She has a thick, rich smell that intoxicated me. All thoughts of this being wrong vanished along with any care or concern for the consequences. Spreading her lips with my fingers I deeply inhaled her smell, extended my tongue and licked from the very bottom of her canal to the tip of her clit in one smooth motion. Her pussy was creamy and had a strong, slightly sweet taste.I looked up at her peaceful, motionless face and said “your pussy tastes good Carrie” I chuckled to myself, then lowered. The nipple was achingly hard now, and his tongue had trailed almost to the edge of her areola, the warmth of his breath caressing it as he paused for one aching second before trapping it in his lips and stroking his tongue across it, applying a gently suction to slowly draw the areola into his mouth while his tongue teased her nipple. She came, thrashing helplessly beneath him, her hands clawing at his shoulders, then clawing at the bed beside her as she humped herself against him. He reached. Claire was presented with a breathtaking view of the shapely buttocks when the girl draped herself over Claire’s knees. Pangs of desire shot through Claire’s body as she stroked the curvy cheeks from bottom to top. She squeezed them with her fingers and watched the blood rushing to cover up the white streaks left in the wake. This was an exquisite bottom. It was almost a shame what she was about to do to it, but the girl had to learn. Taking a deep breath, Claire landed her hand, palm down, on.