Moved to her neck and kissed it while my hand was caressing her ass. She was enjoying it very much and responded with a hard hug and kissing my ears.A...ain I moved down to her navel, Put my tongue into her navel and tickled her, she held my head and pushed it hard toward her belly which was so soft.Removed her pant and slowly caressing her thighs and gently kissing from top to bottom. I lifted her one leg and kissed her leg and licking her ankle. Moved to the back and kissed the back of the knee. I barely had time for a splutter. She was soaking, dripping in fact. Not as bushy a bush as her flatmate. She also smelt sweeter than Martine had, however, very very clean. As the sticky lips covered my nose, and my tongue snaked up the valley to try to dig her clit out. Not much digging required. You could hardly miss it. I was dimly aware of her going at her breasts as I licked her. This was Charlie (Mingus) number 4 of 4, and 2 of them within the last hour. In short I had not a clue what I. Applying a large dollup of lube with two fingers to my backside, I slowly slid them in and out until I was loose enough for three. In what can only be described as a very sexy and needy voice, Dan asked if he could help me with the application. Withdrawing my own fingers, I slowly backed up towards Dan until I was within his reach.Still on all fours, I slid the tub of Vaseline to him between my legs and looked back to give him a wink. After spreading some over a couple of fingers, Dan slid them. “It’s not your fault.”I smiled at him; I had no intention of holding his bloody hand; I had unfinished business with him or with his cock to be more precise. I allowed my hand to snake under the stiffened white sheets and let it crawl over his thigh and onto his balls. I cupped them and squeezed gently.I saw the smile creep onto his face once more. The few nurses that were walking around the area seemed oblivious to what I was doing. My hand slowly crept onto his cock. It was growing hard as I.
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