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The Mushroom Tip of the Shaft

The Mushroom Tip of the Shaft


Sitting on the bed with a glass of champagne you turn around in your four inch heels so your back was to me and slowly you hike up your dress. As I see the beginning of your black fishnet stockings, suspenders and black lace panties that contour perfectly to the shape of your plump ass and wet pussy.

Wrapping your long hair over a shoulder and turning your head to watch my reaction, you allow me time to enjoy the view and smile when your eyes finally made contact with mine.

Gracefully, you walk to me fall at my feet and I slowly undo the buttons on your dress strips, licking and kissing my way up your neck to the back of your ear. Hesitating just at your jaw, I’d reach up to brush my lips against yours. I’d take my time to run my tongue across your shoulders and down to your hard tempting nipples. I’d try to resist the temptation to bite and nibble while I pulled open the front of your low cut dress, exposing your matching lace bra.

Lying on my back, you straddle my chest so I could feel the dampness of your panties against my stomach and you shiver at the feeling of my hands pushing your dress higher, fully exposing your ass to my view. I’d rub my cheek against my zipper as you undo and removed my belt, rolling it up neatly; you pass it back to me…

I’d revel in the feel of your harden shaft against my pussy as I raise my hips off the bed so you can slide my trousers down. You flush and delight in watching my cock twitch and dance while you tease down the sides of my shaft, your hair brushing gently against my balls and thighs.

With a firm grip, you lift my cock to your lips and devour the full length testing my reflexes and generating the lubrication from the back of your throat needed to cover your entire length. Slowly fisting your hand down my cock swirling your tongue against the head you bring your hand back up until both your mouth and hand aligned. You repeat this for as long as I let you.

You’d groan and spank me, grabbing my hands and placing them behind my back securing them with my belt. As you feel the pulling off your panties being pushed to the side and feel the tips of my fingers run through your slippery folds.

As I tease and torture you making you drip, squirm and moan as you slid down the length of my cock.

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