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Porn as Art
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Porn as Art Julie sat down in the chair. I had taken my time undressing her. I was sure to kiss every section of her skin that I had exposed. I started with her mouth, then her neck, her throat. I pulled her sweater off. Her breasts were full, overflowed her C-cups. I had kissed her straps, moved behind her, unhooked her bra. I reached under her skirt, trailed the stockings all the way up. Panty hose? I didn't know she would wear panty hose. I reached around the front of her body, cupped her breasts in my hands. Her head tilted back, she moaned. I found the zipper for her skirt, opened it, pushed her skirt to the floor. "Undress for me", she said, "and I'll show you what's inside the panty hose." She sat down in the chair, smiled at me encouragingly. I undressed slowly, unbuttoned my shirt, pulled off my undershirt and jeans. My penis was fully erect, bulging inside my briefs. "Take it all off", she said. I smiled, complied. I stood in front of her, naked, unashamed, and ready for her. I could see through the material of her panty hose, could see the outline of her labia. There was no pubic hair. Julie put her legs together, rolled her hose down. She worked slowly, deliberately. She stopped, looked up at me. I could see nothing but skin. "I can't wait to suck that", she said. "I can't wait to eat that", I said. She kicked off her heels, took me in her mouth, teased me. Then she finished the task at hand. She led me to her bed.  |
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