Jane Wilde Pleads For A Facial From Her Stepfather

I was bewildered to say the least. I got into a rhythm like I had with my fingers, tongue-dancing with the beautiful pinkish mound of, as I call it, strawberry chocolate. She quickly regained composure and gulped my cum down, licking her lips when I’d run out of the thick and gooey substance. At first talk was predictably slow, then as each of us got to know the other more and more the conversation started to flow. Kristi broke the kiss only to punch Josh on the shoulder, hard, then we resumed our private tongue dance. I had slid off her jeans and was grabbing at her panties before she noticed what I was doing. As we came up for air for a second time a tap on the shoulder and the teacher smiled down at me, telling me that we could do what we’d done in our own time.