Just as I was beginning to think I had failed a second time, Miss Morgan pulled up. pornhub I moved my tongue slowly up and down, occasionally between her lips. I ordered my drink and bought one for Miss Morgan as well, and sat down at an open booth where I could see Miss Morgan when she arrived, if she arrived. “Aaaaaah,” I let out. Silence filled the room for minutes while we both recovered from our intense encounter. I got in the passenger side and she quickly sped off, like she was the getaway driver in a bank robbery. I was in Miss Morgan’s house, naked, her cum on my lips. She continued the slow meandering teasing, still avoiding my clit. Note 2: A special thanks to all who have e-mailed me about Jenny and requested I continue the story. Karen looked up at me and asked with a purr, “I bet you are dying
