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his face, his skin hot on her cold palm. He ended their kiss and eased her onto her back, straddling her, settling his ass onto her throbbing cunt. Deftly he unzipped her coat and pushed it aside, fingers gliding beneath her top to trace circles above her bra. Cool air 57 Tess MacKall & Natalie Dae soughed over the skin on her belly where goose bumps sprang up. Her nipples hardened and she longed for him to release her breasts, aching so fiercely she gasped. He pushed her top up, drew her bra down and swooped forward, the wet heat of his mouth on one nipple sending a jolt of lust to her core. She moaned, sliding her hands in his hair and arching her back for him to suckle harder. Nipple held lightly between his teeth, he flicked his tongue back and forth. All thoughts of where they were vanished and she gave in to the spikes of pleasure his mouth produced. Cunt aching, Lucia gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into the soft down of his coat. Sam released her nipple, trailing his tongue across to the other. The abandoned nub grew harder as air settled over its wetness, exacerbating the sharp jabs his laving tongue incited. She smoothed her hands to his upper arms, drawing him away from her breasts, needing his mouth on hers. He lowered his chest and stretched out his legs, body covering hers. His nearness seized her breath and he pulled his head back a little, eyeing her with concern. She stared up at him, undoing his jacket. He raised his torso, hands on either side of her head, lifting them one at a time as Lucia wrenched off his upper garments, tossing them to the ground. Sam covered her again. The skin-on-skin contact thrilled her and she jerked her hips upward, closing her eyes. You re so beautiful, he whispered, then claimed her mouth, the kiss fast and erotic and so damn right. She whimpered and clutched his lower back, pushing down. He rocked, her jeans abrading her clit, a swift rush of pleasure spreading through her folds. Sam ground against her, circular movements that brought her to orgasm, the suddenness of it snapping her eyes open. Her clit throbbed in time with her pulse and she took her mouth from his, sucking in a breath then crying out, the sound breaking on a gasp. He circled faster and her pleasure deepened with each gyration. She raked her nails up and down his back, lifting her head to the crook of his neck and grazing her teeth over his skin. He kissed the top of her head and slowed his movements as her orgasm receded, the aftershocks a beating sweep, her nerve endings recovering. Grasping his upper arms, she reversed their positions and straddled his knees. Quickly, she freed his cock from his jeans, lowering her head, licking the tip. She wet the head with strong strokes then sank him into her mouth. Lucia pulled up, tongue flat to his shaft, lips tight. Sam groaned and clutched her hair, hips rising to meet her mouth s descent. She sucked him in deep, repeating the up-and-down motion until his cock vein throbbed against her tongue. Tasting pre-cum, she bobbed harder, faster, wanting him to explode in her mouth. Circling a finger and thumb around his base, she worked his shaft, shifting one knee between his legs. With her free hand, she tugged one side of his waistband and Sam helped by lifting his ass and pushing down the other, exposing him to his thighs. She trailed her fingers over his balls, the fine hairs above tickling her skin. Lucia stroked the smooth ridge between his sac and asshole, eliciting a strained moan from Sam. She sucked up, lips encircling his corona before she plunged her mouth back down. His cock tip touched the back of her throat and a shot of cum spurted, the warm fluid coating the back of her tongue. His taste set her clit to 58 Black Cougar Curse throbbing and she swallowed, waiting for another ejaculation. It came, a third and fourth quickly following and she cupped his balls, thumb stroking his base as her other hand drew upward. With a growl, Sam guided her away from his cock and positioned her beside him on the blanket. Propped on one elbow, a faint red tinge on his cheekbones, he studied her face, his gaze penetrating. Lucia s breath caught and she stared back at him, the telltale throb of a second orgasm brewing inside her. With one fingertip, he traced the dip and swell of her collarbone, then drew it down to the valley between her breasts. The featherlight touch sent shivers through her and she lay panting in anticipation of what was to come. He trailed his fingertip lightly to her navel, circling it before he snapped open her jeans and unzipped her. His gaze still on her, he reached to take off her boots, then lifted her ass to ease down her panties and jeans. She pulled one leg out of the fabric and splayed her legs, wrenching her gaze from his face to look at his semihard cock. Her cunt clenched and he positioned himself between her legs, dipping his head, breath hot on her folds. Lucia gripped the blanket in her fists and stared at the sky, waiting for the first touch. It came, soft yet firm, hot and wet, and her hips bucked involuntarily. His lips encircled her clit and he drew the nub inside, sucking gently, with an agonizingly slow rhythm. Tingles from her clit spread through her outer lips and her sheath contracted. Sam released her bud and licked down. He tongue-fucked her and she bent her legs, letting her knees drop to the blanket. Fuck! she breathed, clenching her teeth and fisting the blanket tighter. Sam withdrew his tongue, gliding it up to her clit. She gasped, willing him to fill [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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