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Sex Lessons in Chastity Hall
Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: College Sex, Author: Jason_NYC, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
of surprise. I squeeze again. This time the tremor is less perceptible, but the faint smile on her lips says she likes what I’m doing. I work my way along her pussy, until I’m rolling her clitoral hood between my forefinger and thumb. By now, she is writhing in my arms, her breathing is fast and shallow and punctuated by loud gasps. In a single motion, I roll her body onto the bed so her legs hang over the edge at the knees and the soft space between her legs is exposed. Before Wendy can protest, my head is between her thighs and my tongue lapping ferociously at the now saturated gusset of her panties. I alternate between fluttering my tongue against her clit and sucking on the wet cotton, which makes a loud swizzling sound, almost like using a straw to get the last drops of a milkshake. Soon, Wendy is writhing and moaning."Oh, my, God!" she repeats over and over as her climax builds. For an instant, there is silence as Wendy's legs clamp down on my head, her back arches, and her body goes rigid. The wailing moan that follows is powerful enough to rattle the window panes. I wrap her in my arms. Wendy's eyes are closed and a contented smile is forming on her lips. Then she begins to giggle. Softly at first, but building with such abandon that I can’t help but laugh with her. When our laughter finally exhausts itself, there is soft knock at the door and Mary peers inside. Wendy and I are lying side-by-side with her hand absent-mindedly toying with my cock. "Umm," Mary asks ...