Again, he started from between her two holes, and slowly worked upwards, pressing harder on her clit this time.“Ahhh…” She was breathing deeply ...now, her juices all over his face, despite the sucking and licking. He couldn’t get enough of her. She was like a Georgia peach pie, except the more he consumed of her, the more he wanted of her. With a real pie, he ate until he was full. With every taste of his little Peach’s pie, he grew more crazed for her.His tongue was now ministering to her sacred. He had one whole room set up with display cases and shelves. I got to see his Mickey Mantle baseball card, his signed O.J.Simpson football, and a hundred other pieces of sports collectables. On the wall hung a perfectly framed etching by Whistler, aside of a Peter Max lithograph. Two scrapbooks held pages and pages of autographs and signed pictures. He was obsessed with possessions, and bragged about every one of them. Eleanor sat quietly with a book as Frank methodically escorted me through. Playing cards for high stakes takes nerves of steel, and a bit of liquid courage before taking a seat at the tables often lets me relax, despite the stress of the games. I was sitting peacefully at the bar, enjoying my tumbler of Hennessy, when I saw her saunter through the door.She was tall, with long legs and a figure that made my cock stir the moment I saw her. Her dark hair shimmered like black silk, flowing over her shoulders and perfectly matching the ebony coloring of her dress.There was. She came on time nearly at 4pm as it was monsoon time it was heavily raining we were on my bike and were enjoying the ride and while driving she would pull my face sidewards and give a smooch wildly and she did it 5-6 times on the way to that area,btw I forgot to describe her she is 5.3 in height with fair skin tone and more oval shaped face with big eyes and her name is trisha(name changed)with ample boob size of 34c flat belly of 28 and round ass of 36.Finally we reached our destination it.