MELT   ( in your hands )

                Sitting in the kitchen, I saw her melt in your hands, with eyes lowering sweetly. Not passing this up, magical warm hands massage tight shoulders. I hear the moans. Soft, wet kisses too the back of neck gave her shivers as you ease hands down cupping pretty breasts, squeezing. You tell her "Ooooh you feel sooo good", with stone hard nipples between fingers. Pinching, teasing. Turning her head, tongues bestow their greetings in a sexy way. Your girl stands now, nipple to nipple, still French kissing deliciously. You two took turns sucking, tugging and tonguing each others breasts and hard nipples, tilting heads back, feeling electric passions run through. Melting clothes away, you two climb on the dining room table into a position of seventy minus one. Both honeypots shaved and dripping wet, you on top and she underneath. As you thrust tongue into her, she sensuously groans into yours. Juicy honey flowed as fingernails dug into sexy spread ass cheeks. Hot tongues lashed honeypots while moans and curse words filled the room. By now, shit I forgot all about my Damn sandwich. You both crashed over and over gushing with sweet joy and delicious satisfaction. Legs shook as orgasm after explosion had hips humping faces, sucking and hot tongue flicks on clits. Off the table, they taste each others honey with deep tongue kisses. Pressing bodies, clutching each others asses, still moaning. Breaking embrace, they hold hands giggling and hit the kitchen, when they see me. Eyes wide. You said "If I knew you were here, you could've played too". I said "Don't trip, I really enjoyed the show. Besides, I saw her melt in your hands".









                 Sir Lancelott