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Admiring it for an instant... then softly turned her hips around closer to me... offering me a full close up view onto her fully exposed round ass… for some long moments she just continued staring at my penis… mumbling comments are how perfect she found it… barely listening to her, I was fully immersed into her butt and rear angle of her pussy... but then grabbed my attention again as she firmly wrapped her hand around my shaft... a firm stationary grip... as if she was trying to feel the intensity of my erection… and the more my cock throbbed in arousal the more she responded with a tighter grip... she appeared fully engulfed by my cock… no longer able to resist she leaned in further... and began a gentle soft licking treatment… the contact of her tongue against my cock was just electrifying… I would feel jolts run up and down my body… her tongue pressed hard but moved slowly... I was completely sober, yet never so high on sex before… she was clearly a pro at this and how she. Ana and I were alone again, but as I knew, it was the last day of her birthday celebration. It took us two months to get this far, and I always made it special. Of course pure, raw sex is always great, but throw in some romance and the passion is increased 10 times. Her pussy is wetter, her heart beats faster, her body responds to every touch and every breath feels like the last. I started by picking out an outfit. The classic little black dress, black panties, stockings but no bra! We went to a 5-star restaurant with live music. A classic piano played and we danced. My hand worked slowly down her back to her ass. A single finger pushed against the plug and she groaned. She smiled and whispered, I'm ready into my ear.Our hands didn't leave each other body on the way inside. Our lips only broke for air. Finding the keyhole was nearly impossible. The door opened, I lifted Ana up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. We stepped inside. I pressed her back against the wall. Her crotch.
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She just lay on him for a while then said, ‘Wow. ”Yes,’ he said .’Shower, coffee, shopping, fuck. Call Adrian and tell him you have a better offer.’ Then with a sudden look of concern added, ‘Please.’ He joined her in the shower after the phone call and they soaped and rinsed each other then went to the couch naked. More than twenty years had passed since they had last done so. They sat and drank coffee and kissed. After they began a second cup of coffee he sank to the floor in front of her and kissed her pussy between sips. When he finished his cup he sucked her clit again. Her orgasm was immediate and hard. She put the cup down but on its side spilling what was left. She was pulling his head to her pussy forcefully. As she staggered up after her strong orgasm he noted some of the coffee had soaked her ass. He licked it off. She jumped on him and devoured him with kisses as they rolled on the carpet. They wiped up the leather couch and made another pot of coffee. They sat on the.

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