He was playful and sweet. Full of smiles and warmth. Knowing her fondness and need for kisses, he gave them. Then he disrobed. His body bared for her. Her eyes could not get enough of him. She stared, wide-eyed and lusting.
She crawled to him, craving his cock. Wanting it inside of her mouth. Grabbing her head, he pulled her to it. Fingers twisting in her hair as her mouth engulfed his hard cock. He bent forward and began to finger fuck her already wet pussy. She began rocking on his digits, swirling her hips in tight circles. She tried to focus on his wonderfully rigid and throbbing prick, but she was caught up in the growing tingling and strong contractions concentrated inside of her. She could feel how her cunt was crushing his fingers every time he slammed them up into her. She began to shake, shivers weaving their way up her spine. Her lips slid up and down his cock, tremulously clutching at it while her climax was building to a crescendo. She released him at the moment she exploded. Her insides quaking as much as she was outwardly. Unintelligible words spilled from her lips, and her eyes closed, basking in the moment.
His cock was now in strong need. Twitching and pulsing, long and rigid. She climbed onto his lap, his cock head aimed directly at her messy pussy, and she dropped down. With a loud cry, her cunt swallowed all of his prick. She rode him hard. Grinding and twisting hips lifting and lowering. Her cum-laden pussy lubricated his shaft, aiding in the smooth riding of his engorged cock. Her breath was shallow and coming in short pants as she bounced up and down. She utilized her inner muscles to squeeze and milk him.
Abruptly, he pulled her off of him, instructing her to suck his slippery cock. She squatted in between his legs, one hand cupping his balls and the other teasing her wet pussy. He pushed deep into her mouth, gagging her. Slobber trickled from the corners of her lips and she could taste her own sweet cream on his dick. She sucked and tongued him in a virtual frenzy. All the while she rode her fingers, humping them in rhythm with her oral fucking of his cock. She slurped and slithered her tongue along his swelling cock. Strong suctions stretched and further stimulated his engorged rod. Her plea for him to cum was muffled by the presence of his member in her mouth. And then he erupted. His hips lunged, and he shot his seed into her wanting mouth. She swallowed the blasts of semen. He slouched back in his seat, and her tongue tenderly cleansed his shaft and cock head.
Spread my pussy lips, see how I’m wet?
That’s how it’s been down there since the day we met. I feel this vibration right across my spine
So sometimes I calm myself with a cold glass of wine.
Not that it helps- it gets me drunk enough So I fuck myself to your image…and I go in really rough.
But it’s you I want…your dick I want to feel…
So come fuck me til dawn, is that an ok deal?
I’ll light up candles, get the room nicely set…
Suck you in the doorway, that nasty I can get… I’ll let you bend me over and grab on my behind,
Ill even lick your balls under the table while you dine…
Forget all the emotions, the feelings that might get stuck… ‘Cause honestly tonight, I just really wanna fuck.
Me: Heya pussy, cat
Cat: What’s your problem?
Me: Come on, don’t be a pussy. Move aside, you’re hiding the view.
Cat: What view? Trust me, nothing new under the pink.
Me: Under the sun, you mean.
Cat: Don’t fix me, I’m burning here with or without your sun.
Me: How dare you complain? That’s a cool job you got, keeping an eye on the pink treasures, two inches from paradise.
Cat: Yeh right, a real paradise…
Me: Are you denying it?
Cat: I don’t get you guys. What do you all want from the pussy anyway. A bunch of pink lips covering another set of pink lips covering another set. You tell me dude, wouldn’t you prefer a tasty babushka, made of chocolate?
Me: You don’t understand, it is sweeter than chocolate.
Cat: Oh yeh? And smells like teen spirit?
Me: Aha! Listening to Nirvana pussy? I mean cat.
Cat: I know what I like, now go away.
Me: Let me see the view first.
Cat: Go and buy a magazine or something, now let me do my job.
Me: Ok, ok…enjoy your day, cat.
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