The taste of her juices urge me to lick her more furiously. I take my hands from under her legs and lift her knees toward her shoulder, allowing me to... lick her hard wet clit faster and faster.Katie runs her hands through my hair, pulling my face into her, coating my short beard in her sweet juices. The whole situation is beginning to spiral out of control, with Katie’s moans being less controlled and my face being buried between her thighs. I begin to focus more and more on her clit, first. Riya then moved on to the bed from the other side and said, “That”s alright, dear. Feel free. Lie down.” She made him lie on the bed, and she lay beside him on the bed. He lay distant from her turning his blushing face away from Riya.But Riya turned towards and placed her arm on his back and patted gently to make him sleep. He moaned with slight pain when her fingers touched the bruises. She felt worried and checked inside his t-shirt. The bruises seemed to be still raw and she knew the pain. My life had been saved by her more than she knew.At that moment, I didn’t say anything to the woman across from me, but the one thing I’d been considering asking the big man for was the job he’d said he could arrange for me. Could I do it? Ask him? I still didn’t know for sure, not yet, but maybe. We’d be seeing.****She looked up at the clock; her man would be home shortly. She turned back to the dinner she’d been preparing. She heard it; the car was pulling in. She smiled. One minute later the. . needing to feel you touch my bare skin.. I rub my legs together, smooth skin sliding… Tyson: I rest my hand on your knee and slowly slide it up a little and then back.. pushing your dress up higher when I slide up your thigh… Lucy: ‘Mmmmmmmmm…’ I moan… Tyson: My kisses finding their way down your chest.. Lucy: I lean back against the cushions… wanting to feel you all over me.. your lips.. your hands.. my skin feels as though it’s on fire… Tyson: I keep my hand on your thigh but come back up.