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Meeting the wife- lost story part two- finishing the job good!
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Rolling my fingers her trapped nipples sending waves of trembles through her body she drools down my chest, a salivating wild animal she takes incredible deep gasping breaths her pussy quivering. My pole being treated to spasmic hugs intensified with each nipple twist she pulls closer to me I move my fingers quick to grasp even more nipple, now pinching her body jerks each time I pinch the center vein then she begins to raise her hips hugging my shaft well lubed by her juices. I feel my pole quiver as her warmth moves along my hardness involuntary spasms grasp her nipples her deep breath follows, leaning into my hands her warm moist skin contacts my chest hair she tosses sideways my grasp too firm for more than a slight distance. Each toss she exhales I feel the distance increase as her nipples stretch as the masochistic side of her reveals, each centering of her body she receives a nipple twist with great effort only for her to grunt and continue moving even more as her endorphins build. Her pussy descends a dozen times my grip ever firmer she pauses fully impaled undulating her body, her breathing deepens and rhythmically shudders every few moments her grip on my arm releasing to open palms more drool down my chest her body flashes heat then cools and repeats as her pussy hugs my pole. Her flattened palms on my arms she lifts upward then down in a steady motion fingers gripping my arms her panting becoming long and automatic as she has another heat flash, picking up her momentum she squeezes her hands in rhythm and then pulls away tugging her nipples. My pole feeling hugged my hands pinch her nipples gripping and rolling them her shoulders tossing sideways tugging then causing spasms in her pussy, leaning agenst me then pulling away pushing with her hands I can feel her nipples stretch only for her to gasp a breath then pound my pole gripping firmer and releasing. Her body gets warmer and her pants longer her mouth open and eyes closed as she tosses sideways my grasp holding as she twists her body, unaware of the nipple tug she has experienced she twists the other direction repeating the move then leaning forward gripping my pole lifting her hips. Several deep pants then her hips descend and her hands leave my arms and her feet wrap my legs tightly, she clamps her abs and lifts and lowers my pole hugged beyond imagination her hands open fingered grasping her tits smashing them. Up and down her tits smashed on her chest my fingers gripping her light pink nipples her breaths long holding every two or three for several seconds, her hips rise and fall her body sitting tall then she leans her head back taking even longer breaths each exhale she leans back my grip on her nipples limiting her backward decent. Feeling the pulling I grip harder than ever her pants now have low tones her body spasms erratically she leans forward slightly then jerks side to side twisting her nipples, tugged harder than before she exhales her breath and her body begins to jerk all over he hips ride my pole she releases her tits only to lean back there flesh stretched her body quivers and jerks my thighs feel thick liquid running down under my butt. She leans forward still riding my shrinking pole she whispers twist them don’t release them she releases this guttural sound with each twist of my fingers she puts her hands over mine and squeezes. Breathing several dozen times she removes my hands and leans forward on me relaxing and kisses me our sweat mixing together, her soft breathy words she tells of the pleasure and soreness she will but all worth it and looking forward to a repeat with toy’s.
My answer was looking forward to our future!
Bring out those Samll tits for Torture! give them what they deserve for pleasure! Dare You Ladies!
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Posted on : May 10, 2010
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