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She shaved at least every couple of days, old habits die hard, it seemed. Connor turned his head and began kissing her outer lips, so tenderly. It was a tantalizing tease that she could barely handle. Slow kisses at first, then his tongue accompanied his lips to taste her. He kissed and lightly tongued her full slit, rather amazed at how wet she was already. Whereas Tish, the last pussy he had eaten, was a bit tangy; Jenna just tasted clean and sweet. Rather heavenly, he thought. While his hands gently caressed her thighs and hips, Jenna marveled at his technique. Not only did he have some skills, but he wasn’t playing to a camera with obnoxious sounds and big giant tongue laps that looked good on screen, but did nothing for her arousal. No, this boy, she mused, this boy loves licking me. It got her so hot and wet when Connor exploded in her mouth; she always got very turned on when her partner reacted to her like he did. Only through fierce concentration was she able to maintain control and keep it all about him. But now, as he looked into her eyes with his tongue indian deep inside her, she allowed herself to enjoy every single solitary second of his oral skills. Connor, for his part, felt as if he’d gone to heaven. He loved listening to her moans and cooing. She squeezed his head tight between her thighs when he first inserted his tongue as deep as it would go. Everything he did just felt natural to him, he loved exploring her body and he learned quickly the places which placed caused her to elicit little moans of pleasure. More than anything, he loved swallowing her juices, like it was her gift to him. He surprised himself, somewhat, at his confidence level. Your cock. I dried my hands and picked up my phone from the shelf. I grabbed Desiree’s hair directing her to lick my cum out of Amy. They more she thought, the more she fumed. I was hanging off her every word. Throughout Friday nights their would be four performances featuring the four main services that had been discontinued on the floor. He decided to adjust himself on the bed. Also whenever I text that I’m coming over, leave the door unlocked and be laying indian on that table with your head hanging over the edge, mouth open. I cursed. Maybe tell him he’s wrong after you finish your anger management sessions.”