But otherwise she remained still, except for a slight arch of her back and some shivers.But otherwise she remained still, except for a slight arch of her back and some shivers. I ran the ice all over her right breast, getting it covered with a sheen of liquid, while she drew her breath in sudden gasps. Shifting to place myself between her legs, which she obligingly spread and then raised her knees, I slipped off my underwear and lay down over her lower body, pressing my lower chest into her sparse, trimmed pussy hair, and took as much of her left breast into my mouth as I could, sucking gently and running my tongue over the nipple. It's spongy firmness was wonderful. She sighed and placed her hands on my head, running her fingers through my hair, her nails on my scalp. I switched to the other tit, and this time stuck the remaining ice in my mouth. The hot/cold dichotomy really got to her, and she muttered, "Oh God, that's good--Jesus!!" That last came when I suddenly increased the force of my sucking tremend- ously, as though I were trying to inhale her tit. |