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eating out...
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eating out... Going out to Dinner...I hope the tables have long table cloths so you could slide your hand along my leg...slowly working your fingers up under my gauzy long skirt ...feeling their way past my thigh high stockings...to the soft flesh of my inner thighs...can you feel the heat of my pussy? are my panties wet?... do you feel how slippery wet my sweet pussy is...as you slowly slide your forefinger across the cotton crotch of my panties...hooking your finger on the moist, musky fabric...and pulling ...pulling the crotch to the side, while your eyes stare into her eyes, your finger moves forward...feeling my plump, swollen pussy lips...pinch them...oooh yes like that...harder...pull on them...rub the lips together , twisting and pulling as you do....oooh my god do you feel my creamy juices flowing? Oooh I shifts in my chair...I scoot my ass forward to meet your juice coated fingers...I rock my hips in a way that deepen your finger farther into my sweet spot...My eyes begin flashing with pleasure and a faint desperate cooing escapes my lips as you push harder and faster...plunging not one, but three fingers deeply in my slit... with people sitting all a round us...you thrust three fingers deep in to my cunt oohhh I'm grinding against your sopping wet knuckles..you hear my breathing it's heavy as I tighten my pussy lips around your hand...oh my god I'm cumming... cumming all over your hand as you fist fuck me under the dinner table....your cock is exploding ...your cumming too from just the friction of your hard throbbing cock rubbing against your trousers.. As I sit back collecting myself...you sit still, slowly withdrawing your hand, your fingers, from my box... your digits are coated with the essences of me..you slowly bring them to your nose, to your lips...the intoxicating fragrance lingering as you suck them clean.. I have a feeling that... dinner with me this evening will be well remembered...and even thought of often .I know I will! __________________ uniqueness is a gift... My blood is alive...with many voices that tells me...I am made of longing, Rilke Some women fear the fire Some women simply become it My blood is alive...with many voices that tell me...I am made of longing, |
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I'm making my cock press hard against my pants as I type this. Fist fucking under the table is so hot.
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Brian I enjoy tasting my sweet ambrosia off fingers, lips, tongues...and off cocks that were just moments ago balls deep in my cunt... My blood is alive...with many voices that tell me...I am made of longing,
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1 post 2/14/2018 11:02 pm |
Mmmmm yummy as I lick my fingers slow one at a time make sure to get every drop of your sweet juices so tasty look at your sparking brown eyes smiling I touch your lips with a juices finger for you to tasted your sweetness looking in each other eyes as we share you between use mmmm yummy yummy better then any dessert could ever be feeling me take you in my arms kellee brian deep passionate kiss our lips part our tongue intertwine your juices on our lips mmmm that was just a appetizer wanting to the first course to cum an more courses to cum
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That is what I would call a "finger licking good happy meal" 
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