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Sunshine Coast Memories - Part 2 of 4 Not yet, And she gently pushed me away. she bent down. She tugged on my string, stood up and shed My shorts. Muscles in abs, chest and arms Rippled as she lifted my shirt over my head. She scanned my tan, enjoyed the contrast of brown My organ stood stiff, with an outward flair, straight up At each beat of my heart it threw a little nod her way, And from the slot of my spout, exuded a drop. Her grove was of a young one. Her lair of hair was fair A tangle of curls luxurious whorls and couth. Except for a trimmed spur of golden curls she was bare. She had a neat navel. Her belly was flat and smooth. By contrast I was slung from the fork of muscular legs. The firm base of my sperm, and hung like a bear Cradling my glands, two high and tight eggs, They swung as I came at her, oh so shamelessly bare. We aligned mouths. We entwined. All act was clutch, All fact contact, the attack and the interlock Of tongues, the charms of arms. I shook at the touch Of her fresh flesh, she rocked at the shock of my c*ck. She straddled her legs as i inserted into her divine, Then she closed on it as tight as she could The warmth of her tummy lay all along mine. Nude, glued together for a minute, we stood. Mad to the idea of the conquest, to be felt and smelled My lips explored her adorable t*ts. My eyes Assessed her breasts. I all over caressed The athletic hips, the slim limbs, the grooves of her thighs. She hugged, she snuggled into an armpit, she sniffed The subtle whiff of my tuft. She lapped up a taste Of its now hot hollow. Her fingers began to drift On a trek of inspection, a leisurely tour of my waist. Downward in circles she playfully strayed Encroaching on my privates, she approached my prick, She teasingly swerved, retreated from meeting. It betrayed Its pleading need by a pretty imploring kick. "Shall i rim you?" she whispered. I shifted my limbs in assent Turned on my side and opened my legs, as if pleading, pass To the dark parts behind. And she kissed as she went To the thick cord that ran from my balls to my a*s. *(to be continued...) |