As I was locking the front door, Darleen Cummins, one of my dance students, walked out of the alley, an odd, hungry look in her eyes. Xnxx “Such a pretty mouth,” she purred. I explored her pussy, licking up the little drops that clung to her petals. The more I licked, the more I came to love the taste and the feel of her. Her accent was gone, and she sounded almost continental, a refined quality Darleen, despite being the Mayor’s daughter, had never possessed. I held the last mouthful, swirling it about my mouth to savor that wonderful gift for as long as I could before I swallowed it. I leaned in; a spicy musk filled my nose. Marissa’s auburn hair was in a French braid and Rhonda-May’s fell loose about her shoulders, streaked with blonde highlights. “Such a pretty mouth,” she purred. I leaned in; a spicy musk filled my nose.
