Susan Comes to Stay
Susan Comes To Stay Reading some of my previous Wendae stories may be needed to understand some of the references. I was nestled between her thighs awash in the wonderful aroma of her cunt. Several hours had passed since mistress had spread her thighs and snuggled her pussy up against my lips and ordered me to service her slowly. I happily ran my tongue slowly up and down her slit, delved into her vagina, and teased her clit. Her silky thighs were caressing my cheeks as I locked...