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"Have a sip of beer," said the most exciting man in the world softly, "you've got cum all over your mouth!"
They laughed joyously and she took the brown beer mug which he held out to her and drank gratefully, the bitter, foamy lager obliterating the acrid taste of semen burning in her throat.
"It's perfect!" she thought exultantly. Happiness surged through her body, and the yellow haze of the afternoon sun poured through the window, casting dappled light onto the copper-coloured counterpane, and making the countless minute hairs on his torso iridescent with gold. She worshipped him.
He was not blond, but dark. His skin, even without the sun, was tawny. Now, bathed in sunlight, it glowed brown. His hair was thick, mahogany coloured, falling softly to his ears and across his forehead. A nautical beard, crisp and black, was caught by the sun, revealing occasional strands of burnished red and blond. His eyes were a deep dark brown, and his lips were finely shaped, widening into a puckish smile beneath his moustache. She passed the beer mug back to him and watched him drink deeply, his throat pulsating as he swallowed.
They lay down again together, murmuring to one another, touching each other's bodies lightly in the fulfilment of their lovemaking. Drowsily, her face buried against his neck and shoulder, their bodies cocooned in warmth beneath the sun-dappled counterpane, she remembered it all, drew it inside herself, consolidated it so that it became part of her.
It had been early afternoon when she had tapped lightly on his door and let herself into his flat. Calling softly to him she closed and locked the door behind her, shutting out the world and all its unreal demands. He lay on the bed, the cover thrown carelessly across his body, which was surrounded by the books and papers he had been working on. Holding out one hand to her, his lips and eyes lit up with warmth, he moved everything to the far side of the bed and pulled her down to him. As their lips touched, the familiar flame leapt through her. His tongue flickered inside her mouth and the glow which had burst into life deep inside her spread down through her limbs and up to her fingertips. escort bursa (https://bursa-escort.com/) Her fingers brushed through his hair, feeling its silky crackle. They moved lightly, touching his arms, his chest, then down over his belly, until they alighted for the briefest moment on his cock. Already fiercely erect and proud, and so beautiful that it brought a lump to her throat, it thrust itself upwards, proclaiming:
"Here I am -- all yours!"
She touched it again with her fingers, just below the bulbous head. He gasped and his hips strained up toward her.
She stood up and quickly removed her clothing. He did not move but gazed up at her, his eyes locking with her own. The shyness that she always felt when offering him her naked body, melted away as she read and returned his look. A fire was burning deep inside her. Its heat pulsated at her throat, brought tears to her eyes and reduced her hips and the insides of her thighs to a molten state.
She knelt before him and he pulled her forward onto the bed. With a soft cry, she buried her face against him, kissing his chest, running her lips down his stomach, brushing them with the lightest of touches against his cock - his beautiful cock!. He moaned with joy, holding her head in place and lifting his hips to meet her. Her tongue flickered now, firm and pointed, over the silky-smooth tip to catch the droplets of juice weeping from the slit, tasting him, swirling around the head, and down its cleft, over the taut bowstring that always made him gasp when she touched it.
Every particle of her body wanted him, ached for him to thrust that wondrous cock inside her so that she was possessed by him, consumed by him and he by her. Simultaneously they turned, she onto her back, he onto his side. Her thighs parted, but he did not move over her. He moved up the bed, toward her head and she instantly knew what he desired.
With one hand he clasped her head and held it to his stomach, caressing her cheek and the tendrils of her hair, murmuring endearments to her. With the other hand, he took his cock and guided it toward her mouth - her lips parted, and her tongue slipped across them, wetting them in bursa merkez eskort (https://bursa-escort.com/vip/bursa-merkez-escort) readiness for him.
She moaned with delight as she felt the first warm touch of his cock against her lips, and she inhaled his odour, musky and earthy. Her cunt throbbed in response and her wetness began to flow.
She opened her mouth wide to receive him, eager to feel the broad head with its prominent flared corona in her mouth once more. He teased her, lightly brushing the tip to and fro over her lips, over and over until she whimpered.
"Please..."
He released his hold on her head and she dipped forward, wrapped her lips around him, clasping tightly around the rigid shaft, and she moaned with pleasure as she felt the domed head in her mouth at last.
She held him motionless for a moment, gazing at the long curving shaft that jutted so imperiously from his loins, spearing upward into her mouth.
Her cheeks hollowed as she began to suck, and he quivered and knelt astride her, gripping the headboard to support himself. She held his hips, and he looked down to watch her.
She took him deeper into her mouth, and her tongue swirled over and around the head, slowly at times and then faster, making him groan.
She could taste him now, copious salty juice against her tongue, and her cunt flamed and pulsed between her legs. She wrapped a hand around the shaft, and as her mouth suckled on the head she moved her hand up and down, coaxing him towards his climax.
But he was not ready, not yet, and he took her hand from his cock and pushed it down between then, down between her legs.
"Touch, yourself," he whispered, "touch your cunt while I fuck your mouth."
His fingertips slipped over her lips, feeling how wet they were, and he guided her fingers, pushed them into her and then up to her clit, moving her fingers over it. She moaned and began to pleasure herself, and her clit fired arrows of ecstasy deep into her loins. He dipped a finger deep between her lips, and as she watched, he lifted his hand to his mouth, and sucked her juices from his finger, tasting her manifest arousal.
He held the headboard bursa sınırsız escort (https://bursa-escort.com/vip/bursa-sinirsiz-escort) again, and his hips moved with a steady rhythm - as he pushed forward she relaxed her lips, as he withdrew she clasped her lips tight, and sucked. She could feel the head swell in her mouth with every suck, and she loved to hear him groan with each suck.
As her hand moved between her legs, and her mouth worshipped his cock, she cupped a breast and caressed the nipple, feeling it stiffen between her fingertips. She pinched it hard, and shivered at the immediate response she felt in her cunt.
He looked at her hand on her breast.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured.
He pulled his cock from her mouth and bent down to kiss her breasts and suck her nipples, each in turn. He kissed her on the mouth, then held his cock in his hand and offered it to her again. She welcomed it and he pushed it deep into her mouth, and his movements became more urgent. Her fingers vibrated on her clit and she moaned as she felt her pleasure surging.
Oh yes! She could feel it starting - her legs trembled as waves of ecstasy rippled through her, each more intense than the last. He watched her eyes and heard her little moans, and he knew she was close. He thrust deeper and faster in her mouth as his own pleasure grew - a long groan escaped him and his movements abruptly stopped. She held him tight with her lips and her tongue lapped rapidly under the head, over the exquisite bowstring.
His hips shuddered and she felt the fountain burst - spurt after spurt filled her mouth and the feel of his cock throbbing, and the deluge of thick, heavy liquid gushing from him pushed her over the edge. She felt as if she must surely die - her insides surged and heaved as her cunt convulsed in glorious ecstasy.
There was too much to contain -- her mouth overflowed and sperm ran down her cheeks and chin like liquid pearl. She swallowed -- his spurts seemed endless, and she swallowed again. Then it was over, and she held him lovingly in her mouth, adoring every twitch and throb as his cock bucked with the aftershocks of his climax.
She moaned as he slowly withdrew from her mouth -- she adored his cock and hated to relinquish her intimate connection with it.
He lay beside her. She held his cock, feeling it slowly soften in her hand. Neither spoke. She listened to his rapid breathing gradually slow.
"I need a drink," he said, "do you want one?"
She nodded.
They laughed joyously and she took the brown beer mug which he held out to her and drank gratefully, the bitter, foamy lager obliterating the acrid taste of semen burning in her throat.
"It's perfect!" she thought exultantly. Happiness surged through her body, and the yellow haze of the afternoon sun poured through the window, casting dappled light onto the copper-coloured counterpane, and making the countless minute hairs on his torso iridescent with gold. She worshipped him.
He was not blond, but dark. His skin, even without the sun, was tawny. Now, bathed in sunlight, it glowed brown. His hair was thick, mahogany coloured, falling softly to his ears and across his forehead. A nautical beard, crisp and black, was caught by the sun, revealing occasional strands of burnished red and blond. His eyes were a deep dark brown, and his lips were finely shaped, widening into a puckish smile beneath his moustache. She passed the beer mug back to him and watched him drink deeply, his throat pulsating as he swallowed.
They lay down again together, murmuring to one another, touching each other's bodies lightly in the fulfilment of their lovemaking. Drowsily, her face buried against his neck and shoulder, their bodies cocooned in warmth beneath the sun-dappled counterpane, she remembered it all, drew it inside herself, consolidated it so that it became part of her.
It had been early afternoon when she had tapped lightly on his door and let herself into his flat. Calling softly to him she closed and locked the door behind her, shutting out the world and all its unreal demands. He lay on the bed, the cover thrown carelessly across his body, which was surrounded by the books and papers he had been working on. Holding out one hand to her, his lips and eyes lit up with warmth, he moved everything to the far side of the bed and pulled her down to him. As their lips touched, the familiar flame leapt through her. His tongue flickered inside her mouth and the glow which had burst into life deep inside her spread down through her limbs and up to her fingertips. escort bursa (https://bursa-escort.com/) Her fingers brushed through his hair, feeling its silky crackle. They moved lightly, touching his arms, his chest, then down over his belly, until they alighted for the briefest moment on his cock. Already fiercely erect and proud, and so beautiful that it brought a lump to her throat, it thrust itself upwards, proclaiming:
"Here I am -- all yours!"
She touched it again with her fingers, just below the bulbous head. He gasped and his hips strained up toward her.
She stood up and quickly removed her clothing. He did not move but gazed up at her, his eyes locking with her own. The shyness that she always felt when offering him her naked body, melted away as she read and returned his look. A fire was burning deep inside her. Its heat pulsated at her throat, brought tears to her eyes and reduced her hips and the insides of her thighs to a molten state.
She knelt before him and he pulled her forward onto the bed. With a soft cry, she buried her face against him, kissing his chest, running her lips down his stomach, brushing them with the lightest of touches against his cock - his beautiful cock!. He moaned with joy, holding her head in place and lifting his hips to meet her. Her tongue flickered now, firm and pointed, over the silky-smooth tip to catch the droplets of juice weeping from the slit, tasting him, swirling around the head, and down its cleft, over the taut bowstring that always made him gasp when she touched it.
Every particle of her body wanted him, ached for him to thrust that wondrous cock inside her so that she was possessed by him, consumed by him and he by her. Simultaneously they turned, she onto her back, he onto his side. Her thighs parted, but he did not move over her. He moved up the bed, toward her head and she instantly knew what he desired.
With one hand he clasped her head and held it to his stomach, caressing her cheek and the tendrils of her hair, murmuring endearments to her. With the other hand, he took his cock and guided it toward her mouth - her lips parted, and her tongue slipped across them, wetting them in bursa merkez eskort (https://bursa-escort.com/vip/bursa-merkez-escort) readiness for him.
She moaned with delight as she felt the first warm touch of his cock against her lips, and she inhaled his odour, musky and earthy. Her cunt throbbed in response and her wetness began to flow.
She opened her mouth wide to receive him, eager to feel the broad head with its prominent flared corona in her mouth once more. He teased her, lightly brushing the tip to and fro over her lips, over and over until she whimpered.
"Please..."
He released his hold on her head and she dipped forward, wrapped her lips around him, clasping tightly around the rigid shaft, and she moaned with pleasure as she felt the domed head in her mouth at last.
She held him motionless for a moment, gazing at the long curving shaft that jutted so imperiously from his loins, spearing upward into her mouth.
Her cheeks hollowed as she began to suck, and he quivered and knelt astride her, gripping the headboard to support himself. She held his hips, and he looked down to watch her.
She took him deeper into her mouth, and her tongue swirled over and around the head, slowly at times and then faster, making him groan.
She could taste him now, copious salty juice against her tongue, and her cunt flamed and pulsed between her legs. She wrapped a hand around the shaft, and as her mouth suckled on the head she moved her hand up and down, coaxing him towards his climax.
But he was not ready, not yet, and he took her hand from his cock and pushed it down between then, down between her legs.
"Touch, yourself," he whispered, "touch your cunt while I fuck your mouth."
His fingertips slipped over her lips, feeling how wet they were, and he guided her fingers, pushed them into her and then up to her clit, moving her fingers over it. She moaned and began to pleasure herself, and her clit fired arrows of ecstasy deep into her loins. He dipped a finger deep between her lips, and as she watched, he lifted his hand to his mouth, and sucked her juices from his finger, tasting her manifest arousal.
He held the headboard bursa sınırsız escort (https://bursa-escort.com/vip/bursa-sinirsiz-escort) again, and his hips moved with a steady rhythm - as he pushed forward she relaxed her lips, as he withdrew she clasped her lips tight, and sucked. She could feel the head swell in her mouth with every suck, and she loved to hear him groan with each suck.
As her hand moved between her legs, and her mouth worshipped his cock, she cupped a breast and caressed the nipple, feeling it stiffen between her fingertips. She pinched it hard, and shivered at the immediate response she felt in her cunt.
He looked at her hand on her breast.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured.
He pulled his cock from her mouth and bent down to kiss her breasts and suck her nipples, each in turn. He kissed her on the mouth, then held his cock in his hand and offered it to her again. She welcomed it and he pushed it deep into her mouth, and his movements became more urgent. Her fingers vibrated on her clit and she moaned as she felt her pleasure surging.
Oh yes! She could feel it starting - her legs trembled as waves of ecstasy rippled through her, each more intense than the last. He watched her eyes and heard her little moans, and he knew she was close. He thrust deeper and faster in her mouth as his own pleasure grew - a long groan escaped him and his movements abruptly stopped. She held him tight with her lips and her tongue lapped rapidly under the head, over the exquisite bowstring.
His hips shuddered and she felt the fountain burst - spurt after spurt filled her mouth and the feel of his cock throbbing, and the deluge of thick, heavy liquid gushing from him pushed her over the edge. She felt as if she must surely die - her insides surged and heaved as her cunt convulsed in glorious ecstasy.
There was too much to contain -- her mouth overflowed and sperm ran down her cheeks and chin like liquid pearl. She swallowed -- his spurts seemed endless, and she swallowed again. Then it was over, and she held him lovingly in her mouth, adoring every twitch and throb as his cock bucked with the aftershocks of his climax.
She moaned as he slowly withdrew from her mouth -- she adored his cock and hated to relinquish her intimate connection with it.
He lay beside her. She held his cock, feeling it slowly soften in her hand. Neither spoke. She listened to his rapid breathing gradually slow.
"I need a drink," he said, "do you want one?"
She nodded.