was excited to know
that she was just as turned on as he was. Thankful he wasn’t going to be
brought to his knees begging her.
As
their tops landed on the floor, he said, “Your breasts are beautiful. My
imagination didn’t do them justice.” He palmed the perky twins in his hands,
coated with ginger and topped with plump raisins.
“You
dreamed of what my breast would look like?”
“Sugarplum,
there isn’t an inch of your body I haven’t fantasized about or a position I
haven’t thought of us in.” He flicked his thumbs over her nipples.
She
quivered. “Really?” Her eyes lowered to his hands.
“Which position was your favorite?”
“Remove
your pants and I’ll show you.”
Her
gaze seized his as she stood up from the couch. First one boot came off, then
the other. She slowly began to unfasten her jeans.
Richard
stared into her eyes before lowering to the movement of her hands. The zipper
slid down, revealing the slight curve of her abdomen to his sight, he loved her
body. She pushed her pants and bikini briefs down, and then stepped out of
them.
“You’re
gorgeous, Lorna.” Rising he moved toward her and cupped her breast again, then
lowered them down her sides, brushed the back of his hand across the small
triangle of brown hair covering her sex. He continued to her firm thighs and
back up. “Breathtaking and beautiful.”
He
kissed her again. Passionately taking control of her mouth the way he planned
to do to her sex.
Both of
them were breathing hard when they parted.
Stepping
to the mantle he removed something from the top.
Escorting
Lorna back to the couch he instructed her to sit as he dropped to his knees
before her, placing the small holiday plant on her abdomen.
“Mistletoe?”
“I do
believe we didn’t quite finish our bet. I’d hate for someone to call the kiss
into question.”
He took
note of the passion flaring in her eyes as she clearly understood his
intentions. Grabbing her knees, he separated her thighs, wide. Sliding his
hands up her legs he delighted in the sight of her plump pussy lips glistening
with her juices. Like a flower in the spring time she was in full bloom, her
petals open to him with her stiff stem displayed and filled with nectar
awaiting him.
Bowing
his head, he inhaled the mouth watering scent, Lorna. Nothing was equal. The
other night at the restaurant, he’d caught a slight hint of her scent kneeling
before her, but it was nothing compared to this.
Without
any further hesitation he tasted her. He took a leisure exploration of her sex
with his tongue from ass to clit. Slipping through her cream, he made love to
her with his mouth. Circling and tapping the stiff nub, he created a rhythm.
She
thrust her hips upward and fisted his hair. He didn’t slack in his
determination to bring the beautiful woman to ecstasy. He stroked her slit,
suckled her clit, and drove his tongue deep into her cunt loving the feel of
her walls squeezing around him.
Licking
her plump lips, he returned to the seat of her desire taking it into his mouth
as his slid one then two fingers inside her. She bucked against his face and
her legs trembled as she moaned.
Sensing
how close she was to coming, Richard continued his oral assault showing her no
mercy.
Slipping
his fingers from her body, he fondled her, coating her ass with her wetness.
She
stilled for a moment. He continued licking up and down her labia and caressing
the forbidden hole, lubricating her entrance with her own juices.
“Richard.”
she whispered, breathless and curious.
Pushing
passed the opening with a single digit, he stroked her.
“What
are you…” her words faded away and her hips reared up from the couch.
that she was just as turned on as he was. Thankful he wasn’t going to be
brought to his knees begging her.
As
their tops landed on the floor, he said, “Your breasts are beautiful. My
imagination didn’t do them justice.” He palmed the perky twins in his hands,
coated with ginger and topped with plump raisins.
“You
dreamed of what my breast would look like?”
“Sugarplum,
there isn’t an inch of your body I haven’t fantasized about or a position I
haven’t thought of us in.” He flicked his thumbs over her nipples.
She
quivered. “Really?” Her eyes lowered to his hands.
“Which position was your favorite?”
“Remove
your pants and I’ll show you.”
Her
gaze seized his as she stood up from the couch. First one boot came off, then
the other. She slowly began to unfasten her jeans.
Richard
stared into her eyes before lowering to the movement of her hands. The zipper
slid down, revealing the slight curve of her abdomen to his sight, he loved her
body. She pushed her pants and bikini briefs down, and then stepped out of
them.
“You’re
gorgeous, Lorna.” Rising he moved toward her and cupped her breast again, then
lowered them down her sides, brushed the back of his hand across the small
triangle of brown hair covering her sex. He continued to her firm thighs and
back up. “Breathtaking and beautiful.”
He
kissed her again. Passionately taking control of her mouth the way he planned
to do to her sex.
Both of
them were breathing hard when they parted.
Stepping
to the mantle he removed something from the top.
Escorting
Lorna back to the couch he instructed her to sit as he dropped to his knees
before her, placing the small holiday plant on her abdomen.
“Mistletoe?”
“I do
believe we didn’t quite finish our bet. I’d hate for someone to call the kiss
into question.”
He took
note of the passion flaring in her eyes as she clearly understood his
intentions. Grabbing her knees, he separated her thighs, wide. Sliding his
hands up her legs he delighted in the sight of her plump pussy lips glistening
with her juices. Like a flower in the spring time she was in full bloom, her
petals open to him with her stiff stem displayed and filled with nectar
awaiting him.
Bowing
his head, he inhaled the mouth watering scent, Lorna. Nothing was equal. The
other night at the restaurant, he’d caught a slight hint of her scent kneeling
before her, but it was nothing compared to this.
Without
any further hesitation he tasted her. He took a leisure exploration of her sex
with his tongue from ass to clit. Slipping through her cream, he made love to
her with his mouth. Circling and tapping the stiff nub, he created a rhythm.
She
thrust her hips upward and fisted his hair. He didn’t slack in his
determination to bring the beautiful woman to ecstasy. He stroked her slit,
suckled her clit, and drove his tongue deep into her cunt loving the feel of
her walls squeezing around him.
Licking
her plump lips, he returned to the seat of her desire taking it into his mouth
as his slid one then two fingers inside her. She bucked against his face and
her legs trembled as she moaned.
Sensing
how close she was to coming, Richard continued his oral assault showing her no
mercy.
Slipping
his fingers from her body, he fondled her, coating her ass with her wetness.
She
stilled for a moment. He continued licking up and down her labia and caressing
the forbidden hole, lubricating her entrance with her own juices.
“Richard.”
she whispered, breathless and curious.
Pushing
passed the opening with a single digit, he stroked her.
“What
are you…” her words faded away and her hips reared up from the couch.
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