As I watched the young stud at work, I started to tease one nipple with the tip of the fruit, the wet, sticky juice clinging to my turgid nozzle.As I watched the young stud at work, I started to tease one nipple with the tip of the fruit, the wet, sticky juice clinging to my turgid nozzle. I treated my other tit to the same, and gleefully rubbed sticky melon juice all over my breasts, all the time watching the action on the television. The young stud was now bent over Jane, kissing a trail down her body as he slowly peeled the dress off of her, pulling it under hips and pushing it down off her legs. She writhed under his lips as he slobbered a path down her stomach, and was clutching his hair as his face dove between her legs, tongue extended for lapping and diving into her lightly furred snatch. His hands slid under her ass and literally lifted her pussy to his face as he ate her. I watched rapturously, rubbing my breasts and torso down with the slice of melon, part of my consciousness admiring the sticky shine of my front, almost reflecting the image of the set. |