Terry had been beside herself, as she waited for what seemed interminably long moments. She was just going to begin begging him, abjectly, when she was rewarded with the exquisite sensation of his tongue thrusting deep into the heated moistness of her needful cuntal opening.

"OOOooohhh! Yeeeesssssss! Oh, that's it! Suck me! Lick me… good! Oh, it feels… so goooooddd!" she exulted, as she ground her loins up into his heavily bearded face with undulant eroticism, the need in her was urgent.

Then, Mickey felt her tiny hands clutching at his long, black hair, her fingers entwining large hands of it to haul his face, forcefully, into the splayed-but, moistly pink furrow of her sensate cunt. She moaned and gasped almost incessantly, and he sensed the movements of her head flailing back and forth, above, as he speared his hot tongue deep up into the warm, satiny depths of her dilating vagina.

Uncontrollably, Terry ground her hips down into the material of the sleeping bag, writhing and squirming with the ecstasy of her passion, little, unintelligible, animal-like mewlings come from between her clenched teeth, incessantly, then she would lift her loins up to him, pushing his face hard into the silky down of her pussy; at the same time, her fingers entangled in his hair pulled him in even tighter, as the sensitive, pulsating walls of her vagina seemed to open and close in a moist, sucking motion around the tantalizing thrustings of his tongue.

Exulting inwardly, the black-bearded leader grinned his satisfaction. His latest, tender, young mama was completely in his power. She was wild with desire… and getting wilder with each passing moment. He withdrew his agile, probing tongue and licked upward through the snug slit, pressuring through and parting the silky, auburn down, its tip flicking moistly in circles around the erectly distended shaft of her clitoris, then his mouth engulfed all, his lips sucking and drawing the warm, soft folds of flesh into the hot cavern of his mouth, his tongue maintaining its maddening licking of the sensitive, pulsing bud of her womanhood.