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viva sunny spain

... surprised to see her bush, it was very thick, covering her whole pubic area and even going down her legs slightly and up towards her belly. It was the most blonde of colours and the softest down like texture. Oh god it was perfect. It was impossible to see her lips. The only clue was a little piece of sting coiled up between her legs. I couldn’t stop looking at it. I so wished I was able to enter it, but Angela said no and no meant no. So kneeling besides her I traced out the grove of her pussy. She grabbed at my hand, “no fingering” she said. I told her I knew that and that I had just trusted her, now she had to trust me. She let go and lay back. I wanted to see if I could get her lips to protrude, so I ran my finger back and forth over her opening. Nothing happened. Well that’s not too true, her mound swelled and under a pillow of blonde hair I made out her clit hood. This is good. Wetting two fingers I pushed along side this hood. It was wrinkled and I couldn’t feel anything underneath it. So I rolled back and forth over it and Angela made cooing noises. This was working. I continued this for a while and then I lifted one leg and rested it on my shoulder. Now I could see the pinkness of her lips. She had incredibly small lips, they couldn’t be no more and a few millimetres’ and didn’t stick out hardly at all. In fact the mass of blonde hair almost covered them completely. Were it not for how pink they were and the tampon’s tail you’d be hard pressed to say where the ...

... entrance to her heaven was. I promised not to finger her and I was fighting the desire to very hard. But now with her lips slightly open I licked my fingers again and ran them around her entrance. Angela arched her back and moaned loudly. As she did I noticed that the process of arching her back pulled on her clit hood. So I simulated that arching by pushing down behind her hood. This got her panting more and more. Now I could see her clit, so licking a finger so it was very wet I tapped at it. Angela cried out. “did it hurt” I asked. “No no, do it again” she answered, so I did. Angela bit down on her finger. I rolled my finger now around her erect clit and Angela came in waves, so many I couldn’t tell where one started and the other ended, or if it was ever going to end. “stop stop” she yelled out. I looked up at her and watched her belly rise and fall. “Nice”? I asked. “what you think” After a short while Angela sat up and held my hand, “John must never ever know” she said and I agreed and asked if we might do it again, only this time when she is not on. Angela looked at me and said that we both should be happy with what just happened and leave it at that. Now Angela became aware of where she was and the time. “Where is John”? she asked. I said that he’d gone to bed and with that Angela stood up, dusted herself down and walked inside. We climbed of the d***ken bodies of passed out people and climbed the stairs. Angela went to their bedroom and I quite expected to hear her scream ...