Love Me Harder

How This P*ssy Tastes?!

Christina,

Rich honey lavished my full lips as his lips of sweet decadence grazed over mines. The hunger of what trimmed the thick air compelled around me both, and my lips found his lips impatiently sucking his long, pleasing tongue. The taste was teasing, almost as you opened a hidden box of chocolate wrappers on an empty stomach. The honey pampered his lips from his now disappeared dessert, and the fact that I can trace and absorb every taste of it through his lips had my thighs dripping.
Dwayne responded with a lick of his tongue against my parted lips once I let him free, his burly palm opening me till I thought I were bound to fall into a split on the couch. With a powerful notion, he brought one, hungry palm to my torso, pressing medown till you shattered into a coven of immense want before him.

He broke me with only one touch and my thighs couldn't wait to feel his smooth, muscular jawline.

My brown eyes fluttered close, my blood stream whipped and running, my body jolting to the delicious tingles slimming through me. Shivers coursed my supple, inner thighs as they sat upon his shoulders, waiting with such feverish anticipation that I could've screamed. With a long lick of Dwayne's lips, he brought his open mouth to the cherry blossomed lace of my underwear, slowly licking with open eyes, hard and immense on me. Both his hands regained its touch in between my thighs, his mouth drooling away from the single lick, groaning at my enriching, raw taste from below.

Regaining his oral touch to my black lace panties, he slid them over my lean sculpted hips and I obediently obliged without a word, I raised my hips so that it rode down my full bottom.

Now unmasked and decadently wet, he rode his hands around my hips, pulling me with authority till my hips were holstered into the air. With a sudden, soft gasp at the transition, you bit down on my lower lip, humming a raspy moan at how much it ached.
His eyes were content on mines as he rolled his tongue over my trembling clit, his mouth closing over it as he sucked.

My hips quaked as he done so, your hand coming through his velvety fade. Releasing his sucking lips of your clit, his tongue drove abstract objects and words around it, bringing it above his tongue as he quickly fluttered with the wet muscle.
"B-baby!"
I squealed tremendously as he toyed with you, your breathing heaving and uneven as you watched him. Sucking your clit with a kiss, he darkly smiled, an action that almost had me cumming in that brief second. Bending your thighs tighter around his strong neck, he rode his tongue rode down my pussy till he came to my clenching opening. I savagely bulked my hips against his mouth, and with a darkening look, he brought his hand to spank your pussy with a demeaning look.

Whimpering, I bit your lip harder till a copper taste my flourished buds, bulking my hips again as all you wanted was to be rawly fucked and punished.
"Ne pas me taquiner, se il vous plait."

With a whipped smile, he pressed me up into his mouth as his tongue slipped between your supple folds. Shivering, you could hear my drooling wetness rocking his mouth as he sucked and devoured me, my hands wavering on either side of you, clenching the cotton material of the cushion. My eyes began to roll in ecstasy, my body quivering so badly that I felt a spirit run through me. His mouth hardened and slicked his work against me, tempting, deep groans furnishing through his gifted lips as he fucked your pussy with his tongue, the slapping sound awakening and broadening in the once quiet room.
"F-fuck, please... please make me cum!"
As soon as those words rode over your wet lips, Dwayne's mouth paused and tore away from your pulsing middle, crudely digging his fingers into ymy thighs as I shook like a victim of the Holy Ghost. With an aching sigh, I looked up to him with furrowed brows, my mouth quivering and trembling so badly that words of quaking disbelief couldn't course through them. Licking his delicate lips, he pressed me down into the couch with a ghostly chuckle, his hand riding up his own torso. In that moment, I watched the smoldering hunger in his eyes surface to something more and I had whimpered.

God, what was he going to do with you?

Christina in the Multi Media.....