... hand still moved, and started caressing her sex. Miranda found herself starting to moan, feeling a dampness spread over her swimsuit. "John! I order you to... ooooh that feels good...." she moaned, unable to control herself. The shadow came closer, and Miranda felt lips slowly brush her's, once, twice, then a deeper, more loving kiss. After about ten seconds the lips left hers, kissing her chin, her neck, then down slowly, one hand still caressing her nipple, the other still stroking her now uncoverd and soaking sex. His kisses went all the way down untill just above her clit, then with all the gentleness he could muster lifted her out of the hammock, barely needing effort.
"You have no idea how much i love it when you do that." Miranda sighed.
Now able to see his final goal, he turned her upside down, holding her with one hand in a vertical 69, and slowly started brushing his toungue in circles around her clit, and at the same time probing her tight ass with his index finger and her vulva with his thumb. Not lost to the fact that she should be doing somthing as well, she reached down and started un-buttoning his pants, moaning the whole time. With the restriction of the pants rem...