Round 2
I got back to the room, pussy still pulsating and leaking into my panties. I knocked on the door, Lee opened it, and I took off my clothes, walked intimately over to the red couch. I sat across from my only lover; he was looking damn good to me.
I licked my lips; my mind wondered; seduction has made my eyes sensually squint though we’re watching T.V. I want to get bent over the arm of this red couch.
Greedily, I know we just fucked; but I rarely get my lovers touch. I wanted some more of his good dick. It was so good; I wanted to take and get it molded from the sex store.
I open my leg’s just enough for my camel toe to peek through the side of my white panties revealing the fuzz on my peach pie.
I gently rub my fingers up and down his foot. He then looks at the mountain that sat well fitted between my inner thighs. No words were expressed as he flips me on my back like two heavyweight wrestlers fighting for the championship. My strong Leo the lion, my King goes fuck mode in full attack.
Room 913 filled with sounds only fuckers could identify with; in my mind, “Oh shit this is it?”
My back was embedded in the couch; he drilled me so good after his dick was in my hot wet mouth. He made my pussy spit; I grab my legs and spread them “V” formation.
He drilled deeper into my funnel and water released like a broken levy.
“Thank you King, for knowing how to fuck me,” I squealed in pleasure.
“Shut up and take this dick!” He said as he put my toes into his mouth.
I took the dick and enjoyed the fact; I was blessed with a man whom had some competitive stamina just as high as mine. Damn!
He roared as I purred; then he thumbed my spur; I love this man and it shows whenever we sexually converse in these moments; our bodies collide I want to be his nasty nurse His exclusive; private dancer. His cum toilet, sex slave, only love until I’m dead in the grave and his voice of reason! The formula of loves chemistry; his minister and life flow.
“Fuck me harder, King fuck me.”
His strong back pushed the dick deeply into my cervix until it hit rock bottom. I started to grind heavily as I pulled him closer; trying to get his balls and all inside of my pussy. I was unsuccessful the dick was too damn big.
The sounds of wet pussy, slapping against hard dick and the headboard pounding the wall filled the room. I started to cum so hard I thought I was literally going to pass out.
I hear my bridle party scuffling around and calling my name; I’m having an endearing moment that I selfishly refuse to come out of, hell it’s my day. If you took my picture, my smile would be as huge as a Cheshire cat.
My mother is nudging me back to reality because I was being rude to my party. If they only knew; they’d probably shut up and let me enjoy the sweetest taboo.
**********
“Ladies what you have is a woman who is in love. This is so rare and pure that the Lord smiles even when they come together as intimate as worship; it’s pleasing to the creator. Just like worship it is private and we don’t need to know all the details.” Pearl explained to Olivia.
“I get it mama Pearl.” Olivia nodded her head and drinks the rest of her water.
“I don’t think that you do get it, Olivia. It’s easy to share discretions to one another when there is no meaning behind the two individuals. There is no remorse when we as women
I got back to the room, pussy still pulsating and leaking into my panties. I knocked on the door, Lee opened it, and I took off my clothes, walked intimately over to the red couch. I sat across from my only lover; he was looking damn good to me.
I licked my lips; my mind wondered; seduction has made my eyes sensually squint though we’re watching T.V. I want to get bent over the arm of this red couch.
Greedily, I know we just fucked; but I rarely get my lovers touch. I wanted some more of his good dick. It was so good; I wanted to take and get it molded from the sex store.
I open my leg’s just enough for my camel toe to peek through the side of my white panties revealing the fuzz on my peach pie.
I gently rub my fingers up and down his foot. He then looks at the mountain that sat well fitted between my inner thighs. No words were expressed as he flips me on my back like two heavyweight wrestlers fighting for the championship. My strong Leo the lion, my King goes fuck mode in full attack.
Room 913 filled with sounds only fuckers could identify with; in my mind, “Oh shit this is it?”
My back was embedded in the couch; he drilled me so good after his dick was in my hot wet mouth. He made my pussy spit; I grab my legs and spread them “V” formation.
He drilled deeper into my funnel and water released like a broken levy.
“Thank you King, for knowing how to fuck me,” I squealed in pleasure.
“Shut up and take this dick!” He said as he put my toes into his mouth.
I took the dick and enjoyed the fact; I was blessed with a man whom had some competitive stamina just as high as mine. Damn!
He roared as I purred; then he thumbed my spur; I love this man and it shows whenever we sexually converse in these moments; our bodies collide I want to be his nasty nurse His exclusive; private dancer. His cum toilet, sex slave, only love until I’m dead in the grave and his voice of reason! The formula of loves chemistry; his minister and life flow.
“Fuck me harder, King fuck me.”
His strong back pushed the dick deeply into my cervix until it hit rock bottom. I started to grind heavily as I pulled him closer; trying to get his balls and all inside of my pussy. I was unsuccessful the dick was too damn big.
The sounds of wet pussy, slapping against hard dick and the headboard pounding the wall filled the room. I started to cum so hard I thought I was literally going to pass out.
I hear my bridle party scuffling around and calling my name; I’m having an endearing moment that I selfishly refuse to come out of, hell it’s my day. If you took my picture, my smile would be as huge as a Cheshire cat.
My mother is nudging me back to reality because I was being rude to my party. If they only knew; they’d probably shut up and let me enjoy the sweetest taboo.
**********
“Ladies what you have is a woman who is in love. This is so rare and pure that the Lord smiles even when they come together as intimate as worship; it’s pleasing to the creator. Just like worship it is private and we don’t need to know all the details.” Pearl explained to Olivia.
“I get it mama Pearl.” Olivia nodded her head and drinks the rest of her water.
“I don’t think that you do get it, Olivia. It’s easy to share discretions to one another when there is no meaning behind the two individuals. There is no remorse when we as women
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