She cried out “Please don’t stop.” I inched closer and began running my tongue around her pussy lips. Her soft skin against mine made my body tingle all over. Milf sex She continued fingering me but slowly now. I heard her yell “I’m going to cum.” She exploded in a violent orgasm, twisting and thrashing, pushing my head closer. I never thought of myself as an accomplished writer and still don’t. We were very close and did everything together. I began lightly running my fingers along her forehead and her cheeks. Many times I would glance nonchalantly when she got dressed. I found her clit and I began flickering my tongue, alternately pressing and nibbling on it. I have submitted two other stories. I decided not to let my imagination go any further and simply put it out of my mind… mostly. My tongue replaced my hand as I did the same as my fingers had just done. One was true and about my husband enticing me to do another man. One day Kristen said she wasn’t feeling well
