Then she fondled my nipples with both hands as she looked up at me and smiled. Somehow I knew she wanted me to stand up so I did. My jeans buttons were right in front of her face and she wasted no time in unbuttoning them. I couldn't help fondling my nipples as she did this. I had to have my legs close together so she could pull down my tight jeans and panties with one firm but gentle tug. As she straightened up her face was now just inches from my pubic hair which she buried her face in and kissed, moaning softly and whispering in French. She looked up at me rubbing my nipples and smiled as she slid her hand between my still tight-together legs. Needless to say, I was soaking wet and she remarked on that with a sigh and a smile. She moved her hand back and forth across my pussy lips as yet unable to get at my swollen clit. She gently pushed me back down on the couch and I complied never taking my hands from my nipples. As I sat, she removed her hand from between my legs and proceeded to lick my pussy juice from her fingers. I nearly broke out in tears it was so beautiful.
Now I was reclined on the old couch and she spread my knees apart to better reach my pussy. She reached up and put her hand on mine as I continued to rub my nipples. With her other hand she reached down and began to slowly fondle my clit with her thumb. We gazed into each other's eyes as this happened. She said something in French about loving me (?) and I almost cried again. Then she lowered her head and began to eat my pretty pussy. I nearly went through the roof. Her tongue was so gentle yet so strong as she licked up one side of my pussy lips and down the other. Her tongue darted inside my pussy for just a second and then was replaced with one of her fingers gently twisting inside me. Then her talented tongue went to work on my clit. First she licked down and up, up and down then changed to circular movements, first clockwise then counter-clockwise. I was going nuts! Then she stopped licking and looked up at me, her finger still twisting gently in my pussy. She said something in French and it sounded like a question so I gasped "what, for god's sake?" She chuckled and asked, "would you like to cum for me now, cherie?" What do you think the answer to that question was?
Once again, she buried her face in my hot wet pussy. She removed her hand from my tittie and put her little finger in my butt-hole which I wasn't too crazy about at first but got to enjoy in about three seconds, kept twisting another finger in my pussy and then put her lips tightly together on my clit and sucked. I came so hard, I almost peed! Actually, I thought I did at first because Michelle's beautiful face was soaking wet with my cunt juice. I came in wave after wave and when I thought I was done she pulled her little finger out of my butt and I came once more. Just a little one, but hey. Then I did start to cry.
Michelle lay her head down on my thigh and gently ran her fingers through my wet pussy hair. As I calmed down, she gently kissed her way up to my face, stopping along the way to tease my nipples with her tongue. We kissed and I smelled and tasted my own cunt juice on her face and tongue and knew I wanted to taste her!
But before anything else happened, we heard the boys noisily approaching the cabin from the dock. I looked at my watch - damn! 6 o'clock! Why would they be on time now of all times?
