reliving. This impressive, splendid young woman wriggling her pretty little pussy right in front of my face is the only thing on my menu.
“This is all for you, beautiful,” I say as I bring my mouth to the sensitive area inside her thigh, licking my way up to her sex.
My tongue traces each of her puffy lips at an excruciatingly slow pace—up, down, and up again. Then, sliding between them, I use my fingers to hold her open, giving me access to her hard little nub and aching slit. I lick every square inch of her, alternating the pressure from as light as a butterfly’s flutter to as forceful as leathery lapping, and then suck, flick, and nibble on her pebbled pearl of pleasure until her movements transform into all-out writhing.
Drifting down to her opening, I continue my relentless oral assault, tracing my tongue around the edge, then dipping inside her hot core. Holy fucking shit, she tastes like cotton candy. My tongue plunges deep inside her, unable to get enough, lapping at her like she’s the oasis to my desert. My fingers travel up to her clit and rub hard little circles on the pressure point as I continue to consume her.
“Fuck, Leo, I’m gonna…I can’t…mmmm!” Trystan’s moans and mewls of ecstasy only drive me further, making me want more and more. Her legs swap back and forth between opening wide and granting me full access, to locking tightly like a vise around my head, all the while, her hips grind and gyrate against my face, into my mouth, feeding me what I crave. Every so often, I withdraw both my mouth and my hand just to hear her wanton pleas for more. Hearing that sweet voice call out my name is the sexiest fucking thing ever.
Sweat beads up on my forehead, which only tells me I’m finally working hard enough, hard enough to deserve that sweet cum she’s going to deliver soon. No longer able to take it, her hands leave the pillow and fly to the back of my head, grabbing ahold of any hair she can. Chuckling, I know she’s close, and not wanting to torment her any longer, I thrust my tongue inside her hotbox and curl it upwards to rub against the silken front wall just as I slap her clit hard with my hand and rub it out with figure-eights.
Sweaty thighs squeeze the sides of my head as she locks her ankles behind my neck and bucks her hips into my face. “Leo, ohmygawd, ohmygawd, oh Leooooo…” Her pussy grips my tongue as she comes hard; her juicy nectar flows into my mouth, tasting better than anything I’ve ever experienced. Ever.
I keep my mouth on her, not wanting to break contact, until her body stops trembling completely and I feel her melt into the sheets. Begrudgingly, I tear my face from her pussy and lift up to lock eyes with her. Her wild, blonde hair is splayed across the pillows, her eyes are still heavy-lidded from the orgasm, but best of all, she’s wearing a sated smile, telling me everything I need to know.
“You feel beautiful now, Trys?” I ask hoarsely.
She opens her lids a bit more and crooks her finger, beckoning me to her. “Come here,” she mumbles. My dick is still fully erect as I slide up next to her on the bed, but all I care about is her happiness in this moment.
As my head hits the pillow next to hers, she rolls on her side to face me. “That is an amazing talent you have, especially for an old man,” she teases. Her tongue darts out of her mouth to lick the stickiness from my lips before I can reply, and I groan as my cock jerks hard against her leg. “My turn to show you my talents.”
I throw my head back and close my eyes as she gradually makes her way down my body. The moment her petite hand wraps around my balls and I feel the wet tip of her warm tongue swirl around my head, I’m done for. She is a very, very talented young woman indeed.
Some loud dipshit running through the hallway of the hotel wakes me up in the dead of night. It’s pitch black in the room and I can barely make anything out, but there’s no denying the warm, soft
“This is all for you, beautiful,” I say as I bring my mouth to the sensitive area inside her thigh, licking my way up to her sex.
My tongue traces each of her puffy lips at an excruciatingly slow pace—up, down, and up again. Then, sliding between them, I use my fingers to hold her open, giving me access to her hard little nub and aching slit. I lick every square inch of her, alternating the pressure from as light as a butterfly’s flutter to as forceful as leathery lapping, and then suck, flick, and nibble on her pebbled pearl of pleasure until her movements transform into all-out writhing.
Drifting down to her opening, I continue my relentless oral assault, tracing my tongue around the edge, then dipping inside her hot core. Holy fucking shit, she tastes like cotton candy. My tongue plunges deep inside her, unable to get enough, lapping at her like she’s the oasis to my desert. My fingers travel up to her clit and rub hard little circles on the pressure point as I continue to consume her.
“Fuck, Leo, I’m gonna…I can’t…mmmm!” Trystan’s moans and mewls of ecstasy only drive me further, making me want more and more. Her legs swap back and forth between opening wide and granting me full access, to locking tightly like a vise around my head, all the while, her hips grind and gyrate against my face, into my mouth, feeding me what I crave. Every so often, I withdraw both my mouth and my hand just to hear her wanton pleas for more. Hearing that sweet voice call out my name is the sexiest fucking thing ever.
Sweat beads up on my forehead, which only tells me I’m finally working hard enough, hard enough to deserve that sweet cum she’s going to deliver soon. No longer able to take it, her hands leave the pillow and fly to the back of my head, grabbing ahold of any hair she can. Chuckling, I know she’s close, and not wanting to torment her any longer, I thrust my tongue inside her hotbox and curl it upwards to rub against the silken front wall just as I slap her clit hard with my hand and rub it out with figure-eights.
Sweaty thighs squeeze the sides of my head as she locks her ankles behind my neck and bucks her hips into my face. “Leo, ohmygawd, ohmygawd, oh Leooooo…” Her pussy grips my tongue as she comes hard; her juicy nectar flows into my mouth, tasting better than anything I’ve ever experienced. Ever.
I keep my mouth on her, not wanting to break contact, until her body stops trembling completely and I feel her melt into the sheets. Begrudgingly, I tear my face from her pussy and lift up to lock eyes with her. Her wild, blonde hair is splayed across the pillows, her eyes are still heavy-lidded from the orgasm, but best of all, she’s wearing a sated smile, telling me everything I need to know.
“You feel beautiful now, Trys?” I ask hoarsely.
She opens her lids a bit more and crooks her finger, beckoning me to her. “Come here,” she mumbles. My dick is still fully erect as I slide up next to her on the bed, but all I care about is her happiness in this moment.
As my head hits the pillow next to hers, she rolls on her side to face me. “That is an amazing talent you have, especially for an old man,” she teases. Her tongue darts out of her mouth to lick the stickiness from my lips before I can reply, and I groan as my cock jerks hard against her leg. “My turn to show you my talents.”
I throw my head back and close my eyes as she gradually makes her way down my body. The moment her petite hand wraps around my balls and I feel the wet tip of her warm tongue swirl around my head, I’m done for. She is a very, very talented young woman indeed.
Some loud dipshit running through the hallway of the hotel wakes me up in the dead of night. It’s pitch black in the room and I can barely make anything out, but there’s no denying the warm, soft
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