HANDS ON

             The party was over at four a.m. and we've just cleaned up. On the sofa snuggled close, sexy you put hands on my slacks and slowly aroused me. In return, I slip a hand under your wrapped skirt fingering a ready moist honeypot. A small tremor made you squeeze my pipe as you jerked and came quietly  smiling with lust filled eyes. Burning for each other our clothes melt away. Your sweet temple looks as pretty as it felt. To my knees, gorgeous legs are spread ready, calling my tongue too its labors of love. From the first lick, "OOoooh FUCK" was moaned under panting breath. Where fingers left off, being moist, I catch oozing honey on tongue pleasing my taste buds. Tongue glides exploring inner lips switching from side to side. Hot loving hips hump against face cumming a second time. I keep arms wrapped around soft thighs and mouth glued too you as tongue fondles hard clit. The heavenly bucking of your body continues. I groan in baritone as my mouth enjoyed oneself on your sweet peach while your thrilling movements became wilder. Cupping my head thighs clamp the sides. Rocking back and forth great cries of ecstasy brought orgasm three to pass. As inner muscles spasm like kitty was kissing me back, a lingering orgasm number four by two completes you. After legs loosen grip I lick delicious honey from ass too appetite. We agree on your sweetness as you kiss me too taste yourself. As I stand, you bite your bottom lip and put hands on manhood, slowly stroking my Lance. And as your sexy lips touch the tip.........







            Sir Lancelott