Blog Blogger: BARE FOOT MANIACS both broke into silly grins. Forgetting that his hands were covered in grease, he tried to touch my leg. I jumped back to avoid the mess. I had on a new dress, it was my whole reason for the visit. He grinned that devilish grin and gestured for me to come closer. And I sheepishly obliged. As I got closer, he told me to lift my skirt and show him what I had underneath. Instinctively he knew there would be nothing there. Once I was close enough, he gave me that innocent grin and explained that he only wanted a taste. He promised not to touch¡Kjust a taste. Unable to resist I lifted my skirt and leaned against the car. His tongue ran lightly across my clit and I closed my eyes. It was so warm hat I felt just the touch would make my flesh melt. Over and over, round and round, he worked my clit like the master he is, and my head started to spin. I could feel my whole pussy pulse as my lips begged for his attention. Instinctively, I spread my legs apart to allow him access to my already soaked lips. He accepted the challenge of not being able to use his hands and parted my lips with his tongue. As he moved between them and around them, I twitched. He sucked and licked, starved for the moisture. He plunged his tongue deep inside me, in and out, swirling it around to touch every warm, wet spot. He pulled it out and licked the juices straight up to my clit. My legs began to buckle as he licked, sucked, and kissed every inch of my pussy. The room began to spin as he meticulously worked his magic and my body shuttered at the intense orgasm that ripped through me.
