....then one of her hands to is there, pulling her knickers to one side, and finally, I can see the object of my desire: my mistresses beautiful pussy..., the carmine coloured lips engorged and wet with her juices, her clitoris nestled between them...I admire her for a few moments, then unable to wait any longer dip my head, stick out my tongue, and slowly lick from low down up to the top, to her clit, savouring the smell, taste and texture of her. She gasps and moans quietly, and I repeat the. As she turned I slapped her cute little ass, but not to hard. I told her that she looked good enough to eat, so that is exactly what I did.Cathy was moaning with delight, I started to finger fuck her. She surprised me saying "Please put your whole fist in me again and fuck the shit out of me!" Yeah baby," I said, "You got it." Cathy was shaking and moaning, I was deep inside her snatch, almost up to my elbow. She collapsed on the floor, I withdrew from her cunt, my arm was soaking wet. Pulling. He'd been pretty upset about it at first. It didn't take much to get Pappa upset. First of all, any man with a name like Pappa Peep would be easily riled up. You just can't go through puberty with a name like Peep and not get wagon-fuls of shit about it from boys with normal last names. He'd wondered for years why in the world his Mamma would have named him Pappa, when he HAD a pappa. It wasn't until she was on her death bed that she admitted that when he was born, his little pecker had been. Beside the sofa was a small lamp, the light was hitting the juices that covered her inner lips. I couldn't believe how small her slit was! How could her pussy ever accept a cock? I was absolutely mesmerised and I bravely knelt closer with my face barely six inches away. I could now smell a faint musky odor that drew me ever closer. I wanted so badly to move my tongue on her wet lips and to get her aroused without waking, but I was so scared. If she suddenly woke up, she would run away screaming.