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"Come here." I lifted her hair. Spittle connected her lips to my cock as she gasped. "I want more kisses," I said, bringing her mouth to mine. Her kiss was hot and wet, really more of an interrupted blowjob than a proper kiss. I pulled back on her hair. "Open," I directed. She opened her mouth. I put three fingers on her tongue and pushed back. She swallowed quietly as my hand entered her throat. I help it there. "Good." I took a breast in my hand and squeezed. She turned her eyes to watch mine, swallowing the slick saliva that pooled at my fingertips. "Good," I repeated. I released her breast and moved my hand under her skirt. She was wearing no panties, as I has instructed. "You're wet," I told her.
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Adult Theatre with a Couple...part 2
"May I?"
And all she did was nod. My hand joined his at her thigh and followed the heat to her commando center. She was wet beyond belief as I rubbed the outer part of her pussy. My free hand continued to stroke my cock, others wanted to join or take over for me but I waved them off not wanting to play with them.
The man she was with stood up and positioned himself in front of her,dropped his pants and let her have free reign over his cock. She took it in hand and stroked it a few times before she took it into her mouth. I stopped what I was doing with her but my hand was quickly put back in its place by her. My fingers found the juicy center and slithered in the come here motion inside of her. She did her best to continue her blowjob with the man she was with, but ended up on her knees just moments later.
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She repositioned herself to grind her jeans-covered crotch against my leg, and I could feel her seething wetness and womanly heat. My head filled with thoughts of how drenched, how steamy, how tight, how hot she would feel if I could fuck her, feel my balls against her plump ass while her legs reached high into the air... and by then, she had consumed most of the honey from my cock and I could feel her sucking mouth and strong tongue more firmly. The sudden sensation, with my mind's eye hungering to fuck her hard, sent me over the edge as I exploded stream after stream of my cum into her honeyed mouth.
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I resumed my cocksucking duties. Like a obedient pupil, he pushed my head further down o to his cock." I gave him the thumbs up sign.
After a few minutes he asked me to stop. He wanted to fuck instead. I wasn't sure if I was wet enough. Then again, I had been horny all day, I MUST have been wet enough. I wanted him to eat me out but I didn't want to break the flow of things. I wouldn't insist this time.
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All in the Golden Afternoon
In perfection of golden sunlight, he pushes me back gently, kissing me all...the...way...down. We cannot be too explicit here, but we would be marked as nothing more scandalous than overly-amorous lovers. His hands trace the curves of my body through my clothing, and his lips make silent words that come out as the indecipherable murmurs of a musical hum. . .
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My H gently leaned me forward a bit so he could unzip my dress a little to get access to my tits. The top of my dress pulled down, he reached inside my bra to caress and tease my nipples. At the same time the bit on the side slid his hand up my leg, pushing my dress up to get to my bare pussy. After some very enjoyable fondling, I decided to pay attention to my H first and settled myself between his legs to give him a blow job. I kept sneaking glances at the bit on the side as he sat there and watched in facination.
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