I break our kiss, kneel down and lick the tip, then the rim. I can feel my pussy getting wetter. I do it again, look up to meet your eyes and immediat...ly take you all the way into my mouth. A loud moan escapes you. I’m stroking your cock every time I pull you out. Then dive back in. The feel of your dick along my tongue makes me want you deeper in my throat. Loving the taste of you, I push deeper again, choking myself. Saliva dripping from the corners of my mouth, I pull you out, lick my lips. The bastard died later of prostate cancer. Charlotte was sad, remembering the good times they had, I wanted to cheer and shit on his grave. Charlotte was mine and I was hers, good times, bad times, whatever, from day one to day last. Priscilla said, ‘Let me show you the choir loft, where we sing.’ ‘All right,’ I said, and we went to the back and up the circular wrought-iron stairway. The choir loft was quite generous. Most churches barely gave the choristers room to stand. The balustrade. More

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