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He answered, "Right now. I like it. The leather smells so good. It tastes good, too." He held her leg by the ankle licking the heel and the tiny leather straps that crossed her wiggling toes.

She moved her other leg off the couch, until her spike heel rested on his thigh. Ever so gently, she glided the sharp heel in the direction of his groin, but going no further than mid-thigh.

And then she slid her foot upwards and pressed it against his hard cock, delighted to find that he was as hard as a rock. She pressed down with her foot, her toes curling around the curve of his cock. The more pressure she exerted with her foot, rubbing it up and down the length of his cock, the more he felt as if he would come. He shifted away, not sure what to do about the exquisite sensations surging through him as she did this.

Finally, Steve had literally licked the entirety of both her legs, from her toes up to behind her dimpled knees. She balanced her left foot on the edge of the sofa, her hairy cunt wide open now, her pussy gleaming with puddles of liquid. Then she reached down again to cup his handsome face in her hands.

"Steve.?"

"Yes, Melissa?"

"You make me so happy I could die."

"Oh, me too, Melissa… me too."

"Steve.?"

"Yes?" He stopped kissing the inside of her thighs to look up at her. His hands continued to roam her upper thighs, and to caress her soft belly, "Yes, Melissa? What is it?" he asked, half moaning.

"Will you… Steve.oh, I don't know how to ask such a question, darling."

"Don't be afraid, Melissa," he said, his voice husky, his breath short. "You don't have to be afraid."

His long blond hair was tumbling over his forehead. As he kept kissing, licking higher and higher in the direction of her hot ripe cunt, she could feel the long hairs tickling the rippled edges of her exposed delicious pussy-lips.

She wondered if the youth was conscious of his effects, of how marvelous the feeling was, how tentative, how delicate. "Well. I don't know."

"Try," he urged, now nibbling higher still until his nose was only a few inches away from her burning hot cunt. Steve could smell her lust and his whole being now craved her, needed her.

"Well." she said, beginning to writhe and moan. She was pushing up against him, being careful not to make that one final shove that would capture his darling, handsome face between her thighs.

God, how hot she was for his kisses, for the caresses of his tongue between her thighs. She wondered if he liked the hot spicy aroma of her cunt. God, she could smell it perfectly.

She wondered if Steve could see her cunt juices. He was so close to her sex that she was sure he must be able to see the puddles of love- honey forming between the slippery lips of her famished pussy.

"Well," she said again, but then suddenly, Steve changed his position. He raised his face up from between her spread thighs and started to kiss and lick her lower belly.

"Oh, Steve. so wonderful. Yes. Yes, my little darling. Lick my belly. I love that. Yes, kiss my belly button." She was growling, moaning as she felt his tongue stabbing and dipping in and out of her belly button.

Melissa was now beginning to gyrate her hips, holding his head with both hands, her fingers caressing his ears and running down the back of his neck. Her fingernails scratched his skin and stroked his long blond hair.

"Oh, Steve. it's so good. It's just wild. You know, darling, this has never happened to me before. Never. And I love it. I love it, Steve!"

He raised his head and as he did, she gripped his head harder. "Steve, kiss my mouth."

"Oh, Melissa!"

As they kissed, she could feel his prick. She could have died. It felt infinitely harder pressing against her leg than it had against the instep of her foot. It was as if that stiff prick were grinding through her flesh and rubbing against her bone.

They kissed deeply, licking one another's lips and teeth, stabbing their tongues into each other's mouths. Melissa sucked on Steve's tongue as if she wanted to swallow it. He loosened his tongue muscles and let himself be sucked. Then he returned the favor. They withdrew their tongues from each other's mouths after a time and contented themselves with light, soft kisses.

"God, you kiss so perfectly. Where did you ever learn how to kiss like that, darling?"

"I don't know," he moaned.

"Kiss me again. Yes. Again and again! Oh, your tongue's so marvelous. So very good, oh yes, kiss me. oh, baby, kiss me!"

He was nibbling on her ear. "What were you afraid to ask me, Melissa?" he said, still pressing his throbbing cock against her knee.

"It embarrasses me, dear."

He looked at her. He kissed her cheeks. She embraced him tightly, rubbing her inflamed breasts against his boyish chest.

"You don't need to be embarrassed. Ask me."

He got down on his knees. He had already guessed what it was.

He bent his face and again attacked her inner thighs with his lips, licking the soft flesh, letting his tongue roam perilously close to her spicy cunt.