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My finger wandered down to her crotch. She was prepared, RATHER wet. My finger went about pleasing her with it's rythmic motions. Eh, why not? I slid down on her, my tongue leaving a wet trail. When it reached her belly button, Beth got the idea. She stared and gasped. I loved being the reason she did that. I probed her sex with my tongue, remebering fondly the first time that she shaved it. Fondly for the BOTH of us. I made sure to examine each and every crevice. Too bad that my tongue tired before she did. I slid back up, my finger taking the honored spot of pleasure, as my tongue went about batting her nipples between my teeth. The batting excited her more than nipple nibbling. After short order, her body tensed, then relaxed. Oh well, so Beth's orgasms weren't too visually breathtaking. She enjoys them. Unfortunatly she's never orgasmed with someone inside of her, despite my attempts. |