My mouth opened wide and she ran her tongue all around the inside.My mouth opened wide and she ran her tongue all around the inside. It *was* like a high school make-out session, but we weren't overexcited and fumbling -- well, not fumbling, anyway. When she moved around to the side of my head and poked her tongue in my ear, I took the opportunity to put my arms all the way around her and zeroed in on her neck. The slight tang of that morning's perfume mixed with a little dried salt-sweat and flavored her skin perfectly. I licked and nibbled at the base of her throat and she groaned a little and held me just as tightly. We went on like that for twenty or thirty minutes, ending up sprawled against the sofa arm, Carol lying almost on top of me. Her lipstick and mascara were smeared passionately, some of it on me. We had stuck pretty close to her program, mostly avoiding erogenous zones we couldn't back out of. It was funny, but I was enjoying this feverish mouth-play so much I didn't even have much of an erection. |