Slowly, his mouth moved away from her tits and down her rib cage, his hands found the magic softness of her thighs and slid over to her buttocks. Such a delicate shaping, what Erie little cheeks and the feathery cleft between them, Dallas fondled her ass as he licked down over her flexing belly.

Kathy clenched her teeth but groaned through them, her hands made into tiny fists that pounded the carpet beneath her heaving body. Writhing and shivering, she hiked her exquisitely haired crotch up at him as he slid down and down the sleek belly.

Dallas rubbed his cheek across that humid mound, touched the end of his tongue to the velvet inside of her thigh. She responded by reaching down and digging her fingers into his hair, by thrusting down while her crotch lifted up, and he knew that she had been eaten before. But he had no time for jealousy, because her torrid snatch was opening for him, and he went happily into it with lips and teeth and tongue, tasting her wild, silken flavors, knowing the matchless intimacy of her labia against his mouth.

“Oh yes, darling!” she murmured. “Oh yes, teacher, dear-groovy Mr.

Bradburn-Dallas, baby-oh yes, yes!”

He ate into her shuddering wetness, into the small, tight cavern that stroked against her teeth, and his exploring tongue found the button of her clitoris Kathy heaved spasmodically then, jerking her cheeks tightly together, her legs lifting so that she could cross them around his neck, fold them lightly at the ankles.

She tasted of hotness, of slippery things sweet and giving. Her labia writhed against his teeth, and he lapped greedily into her slot, hungrily at the slimy tissues. She lifted her crotch and humped it into his mouth, swung her ass back and forth so that she could feed him her lovely young pussy. Dallas ate of its blazing richness, tongued deeply into the trembling hood that guarded the clit, and sucked the clit itself out to where he could worry it with his teeth and lips.