Blindfolded, she quivered as touches gentle as shadows played over her.
Slowly her finger traced an invisible line the length of his shaft.
Happiness will never come to those who don’t appreciate what they already have
He shuddered as he felt her finger moving along his hard cock.
She leaned over the bed and licked her partners wet lips.
She moaned, and her legs involuntarily opened further to allow more access.
Trembling with need she reached down to touch her engorged labia.
Dreaming of her lover, she slipped two fingers inside herself.
He traced her spine, fingertips only touching the hairs on her back...
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Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i My whole body shuddered as I slid inside her one last time.
She walked up and down, in heels, over my tense, naked body
As her nails raked his back he moaned and bit her neck.
Riding his cock as he sucked on both nipples I climaxed.
As we kissed I felt her hand slip past my waist band.
Across her nipple she blew cool air, causing it to instantly harden.
The stocking foot made him wet and as she rubbed , she smiled.
Butterfly kisses on each of her nipples elicited soft moans.
Bent over, skirt up, legs apart; his cock impaled her deeply.
I proffered my spread and dripping sex, willing her tongue deep inside.
A moan from both as my wet, hot lips slowly engulf him.
(I really, really had to fight some sort of Brussels Sprout thing here....)
Penis. Penis. Penis. She smiled acknowledging she had one for each entrance.
Her eyes on his, she sucked his cock into her open mouth.
Happiness will never come to those who don’t appreciate what they already have
She watched the WET spot on the bulge grow as it twitched (it maybe sticky in your pants but I will stay with wet looking)
Locked in our sixty-nine position, we feast upon each other.
I sat up, tongue running around my lips to taste my work
As the crowd applauded and the next man's cock teased your lips.
Holding their weight, imprinting my fingers as I kneaded them, suckling intensely.
As another lady joined you taking the next in line, touching you.