Cindy, who's never before experienced a tongue-f*****g, gasped aloud as she felt the strange, wetly moving object gliding along her most intimate flesh. In the farthest corner of her mind, a persistent little voice was attempting to warn her against this incredibly lovely sensation, but her frustrated craving for the wonderful waves of ecstasy that were shimmering out from her belly to every inch of her ripe young body was so intense that it was quite simple to block out the glowering warnings of her conscience.
"Mike, Mike! Oh, I love you ... I love you!" she cried, her voice overly shrill as if to convince herself that nothing was going on except her husband making conventional love to her. Clenching her fists so hard that her long nails left marks on her palms, and squeezing her eyes e
