Satin Lace and DeCollecter are in a jam with the Werewolf Clan Biteyoass and Count Fuckula is there to save those bitches. After kicking some ass these bitches are later seduced to get 40oz bounced! With their big luscious booties, they’re going to bounce some ass mass on the Count’s balls! Then he’s going to Cream some vamp juice up…
That is how it all went down 1 time. He meets me at the door right after work. He takes my tongue in his mouth and presses his lips against mine as if he by no means wants to allow go. It lights a fire below me like I by no means would have thought before he came into my existence.
With a tongue in my mouth, I envision a tongue among my thighs. I spread my center to allow him in, but he always keeps me wanting and waiting for much more, never entering up on command as I want him to.
I by no means have to be concerned about pleasuring him. That’s why he is various. My pussy is little and tight. And, in my little pussy he has found a type of sexual objective I have never recognized a man to have. His goal would be to please me, to tease me, to delight me, to get me throughout the sting of some thing that I have by no means even been near to and make it better each time. Prior to I drop my clothes, I’m halfway there.
I allow it to be towards the mattress. He showers very first, usually after obtaining me worked up but prior to placing in any function. With the notes he have been emailing to me all time, I know just what he desires this afternoon. Absolutely nothing. He doesn’t want something from me as usual just my body and my willingness and also the burning up desire that was born in me for him.
Kisses up and lower my spine, down the crack of my ass, the within of my thighs, the bottoms of my feet, my legs, the folds of my pussy, my navel, among my breasts and within the smooth spots of my neck. His tongue moves, leaving trails of dampness in its path. When the air hits them, it raises the delight and nearly sends me over the edge yet again.
He loves my black pussy. He tastes my pussy. He fucks me with his tongue, spelling the alphabet on the hood of my clitoris and flickering his tongue over its throbbing hood till his chin is moist and sticky with my juices. He says they taste sweet, like pineapple, and although I don’t believe him, he believes himself.
Only after tasting me to over satisfaction does he enter me, using me to another degree of pleasure I never knew prior to. It feels a whole lot like pain, but only some thing that unpleasant can really feel so good. Right after a couple of quick moments, he is invested. I am spent. He enjoys my pussy. I know he does. And, with sex like this, I don’t thoughts sharing it with him.