OVER CHAMPAGNE

          Over champagne on Valentine's Day you asked, what wild thing did I want to do too you. Kissing passion into me like a woman on fire, thousands of fantasies ran through my head. I said I can show sexy you better than I could tell. Our tongues probe mouths to the inner depths. Just the sweet thought of wanting you consumed in bliss, aroused and made me dizzy. Caressing each others chest and butterfly kissing nipples sent waves of delight through both bodies. Bending over to shed Victoria's Secret, you raised your head and french kissed the firms' tip. As I lay you down, back facing hell with legs spread, knees to shoulders, I cup the softest ass and dive head first into your moist honeypot. From slit to clit with light licks took your breath away. Darting this tongue in and out deeply into your gorgeous crease, sexy you climb atop my body swaying slowly and lowering honeypot until impailed to shaft balls deep. With legs tucked we lasted an hour taking everything I've got, like I owe you. Loud sensuous moans of pleasure with gasps from the long and thick, made multiples of two come as I grab your soft ass and masterbate myself with sexy you. In a change of position, the sweet sensation of your warm soft lips engulf the firm, tasting the love we've made. And over champagne beautiful you once again kissed your sweet passions into me.





                Sir Lancelott