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Andy approached the bed that held Lisa's six feet of erotic flesh. The footsteps roused her from her fog just in-time to catch a glimpse of his curly dark hair as he plunged his face between her legs. Reflex made her scream, but then immediately transformed into a low moan as she felt his tongue probe the depths of her vagina, and then run its way up the slit of her pussy, along the inner lips of her labia, and finally swirling around her button of a clit. She knew by the curly hair and outdoor aroma that this was the gardener that she had mercilessly teased, and was happy to submit to him. He dug his face in further, and to her it felt like all of the soft flesh of his face - his tongue, lips, chin and nose - was engaged with the moist and aching folds between her legs.
Andy was delirious with Lisa's sweet/sour taste and her earthy scent. His face was covered with her pussy juice, and his cock had never been harder. In one motion, he lifted himself up, threw her legs onto his shoulders, and sank his cock into her swampy pussy. As Lisa felt the healthy cock slide-in without resistance from her soaking vaginal walls, she gasped and held her breath -- afraid that she would lose all control of herself in the orgasm she felt approaching. Andy thrust deeply and vigorously, his balls slapping against Lisa's ass, his pre-cum and her pussy juice mixing and spurting in little droplets from her penetrated pussy. Lisa's tits sloshed across her chest with every thrust, her feet flailed on his shoulders until he took one of her big toes into his mouth to prepare for his explosive orgasm.
He felt her pussy tighten on his cock, and then a scream, convulsions, the toe in his mouth curled, she shook, and with the repeated clamping of her vagina on his cock he slowed his thrusts and gently held each nipple between his fingers to let her descend into orgasmic bliss. He now had to explode, and taking his cock into his hand he shot volumes across her stomach, despoiling her beautiful breasts and with his thick milky cum. After one final kiss on that toe, he collapsed onto her, limbs entwind, both of them utterly spent.
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