Are we caught? Sex “Yes, you can taste this one first.” Having been given permission, she moves in front of me, sliding her hands down my smooth thighs. A hundred questions are running through my mind. It’s like a combination of a porno set, a dungeon, a gynecologist’s office, and a classy boudoir all rolled into one package. A delicate touch on my clit causes me to moan, and I thrust upwards without meaning to. Her tongue trails up the inside of my thigh, and the closer she gets to the apex the more I struggle to breathe. We can do that for you. He leans over and speaks softly in my ear. They tug at my dress together, and before I realize it I am sitting there in just my skimpy bra and panties. I love having my pussy eaten, although being done by a woman will be a first for me. He leans over and speaks softly in my ear. “Patience.” she tells me. I stand on shaky legs and wait for him to show me the way.
