"Nice, real nice. You look much neater than Ma.

Some how she had lost any inhibitions. Maybe it was the warm room. Or maybe it was the barely perceptible feel of warm hands gentle caressing her body. Her mind wandered off into the netherlands as he delicately stroked her stomach, round and around, slowly edging down her sides to the outside of her thighs. Then ever so slowly he felt his way around to the marble-white virginal inner thighs and gently fondled the sensuous curves leading towards the awaiting cavern of delight.

Quickly she found herself rocketing out of control. She thrashed and twisted beneath his passionate petting. Her mons heaved in time to her heavy, almost labored, breathing as his fingers crept closer and closer to that warm moist receptacle beckoning him ceaselessly and irresistibly. Nearer and nearer, until just as they reached the soft labia and he began to trace the delicate line up to where they met and the exquisitely hooded clitoris residing in anticipation, Jeane was racked once again by the passion of still another orgasm. She could not hold back the verbal sign this time and the low moan scaled upwards, just as the charged emotions inside of her body soared, and ended in an animal-like cry of pure delight.

But Alex was seemingly not detracted as his warm fingers gently moved the soft covering hiding her erect clitoris and began tracing the base of that lovely and sensitive organ. Slowly he crept up that tiny organ, the home of such immense feeling, until with exquisite care he reached the top, the very tip, and another impassioned wail fell from her lips. The ensuing moments of pause were broken only by her laborious and loud panting. He leaned over once again and followed the exact trail left by his fingers, with his hot tongue this time. Twice on his way to the very tip of her clitoris she was overcome with passion and released the passion and lustful sensations within her.