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Seascape and aussieinmumbai our sex Part 1:
Seascape and aussieinmumbai our sex Part 1:
His large hands touched my body, as he lingered on my breast and manipulated my lust, he whispered as his mouth came down to suck on me, let me enjoy your mounds of flesh he said as I lay on silken sheets, his lips latched on and his mouth so wet and hot, instantly my nipples became erect with his gentle tongue movements , he told me it all added to the allure, his cravings maybe of the flesh but are pure, his large hands squeezing ever place he touches on me, my body reacts to his demands and I let out sounds of desire and need, pulling my hips up to meet his stomach pressed against me, his other hand between my center, he started slipping in a finger, my aching pussy reacted quickly, I arched my back and bucked up and down and gasped with begging pleas
I don’t know how he took this much control over an act we were to share equally, I relished in everything he decides to do to me, he moves even lower and his hot breath is caressing my sensitivity and he spreads my legs open, and all of me is exposed to his hunger eyes, then he talks to my insides like my bald, wet, aching pussy can respond, and he continues to talk in whispers, I can’t hear but my body reacts as if somehow my pussy understood every word, his lips, his mouth, his tongue do the same thing to my pussy, as he did to my nipples he is latched on, and it is crazy he uses his tongue like a fucking genie, and I scream in pleasure and in lust and in need and in awe at what I discovered he can do to me, I am not a slut but that’s what he is making me
The burning pressure of pleasure builds in my belly he never stops, he just keeps going, I think I was dead a million times already, and the bed is wet and my body might not survive this night, I spend with him and he is crazy, this man has lost his mind he devours my whole femininity, and he is not stopping,, God I thinking I am dying from too much pleasure being given to me, he turns the room and spins my mind, he makes my head too heavy to hold, my hips are on a rhythm of their own and I beg, I beg, and he jumps on top of me, and without thought or warning I cum like a fountain of pure ecstasy, he is in total control of my weekend body, building me up he hits another spot, and I am wildly me again, and now it’ my turn to take care of him
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Seascape and aussieinmumbai
His large hands touched my body, as he lingered on my breast and manipulated my lust, he whispered as his mouth came down to suck on me, let me enjoy your mounds of flesh he said as I lay on silken sheets, his lips latched on and his mouth so wet and hot, instantly my nipples became erect with his gentle tongue movements , he told me it all added to the allure, his cravings maybe of the flesh but are pure, his large hands squeezing ever place he touches on me, my body reacts to his demands and I let out sounds of desire and need, pulling my hips up to meet his stomach pressed against me, his other hand between my center, he started slipping in a finger, my aching pussy reacted quickly, I arched my back and bucked up and down and gasped with begging pleas
I don’t know how he took this much control over an act we were to share equally, I relished in everything he decides to do to me, he moves even lower and his hot breath is caressing my sensitivity and he spreads my legs open, and all of me is exposed to his hunger eyes, then he talks to my insides like my bald, wet, aching pussy can respond, and he continues to talk in whispers, I can’t hear but my body reacts as if somehow my pussy understood every word, his lips, his mouth, his tongue do the same thing to my pussy, as he did to my nipples he is latched on, and it is crazy he uses his tongue like a fucking genie, and I scream in pleasure and in lust and in need and in awe at what I discovered he can do to me, I am not a slut but that’s what he is making me
The burning pressure of pleasure builds in my belly he never stops, he just keeps going, I think I was dead a million times already, and the bed is wet and my body might not survive this night, I spend with him and he is crazy, this man has lost his mind he devours my whole femininity, and he is not stopping,, God I thinking I am dying from too much pleasure being given to me, he turns the room and spins my mind, he makes my head too heavy to hold, my hips are on a rhythm of their own and I beg, I beg, and he jumps on top of me, and without thought or warning I cum like a fountain of pure ecstasy, he is in total control of my weekend body, building me up he hits another spot, and I am wildly me again, and now it’ my turn to take care of him
Written by
Seascape and aussieinmumbai
Published 7th Jul 2014
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8th Jul 2014 00:51am
8th Jul 2014 00:55am
I looooove you blackhyde I was so scared this one may have went to far I sooo wanted to know it I hit it or missed it thanks for the balls to tell me this ♥♥♥
8th Jul 2014 5:22am
10th Jul 2014 6:40pm
8th Jul 2014 2:44am
Reads a bit like a short story! The phrase that stands out is "weekend body".
The write in the first person gives this a nice intensity.
The write in the first person gives this a nice intensity.
8th Jul 2014 4:21pm
10th Jul 2014 4:45pm
10th Jul 2014 6:39pm
