| Straight: Couples Get Together: Cottage Handyman (3/4) |
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to him. Without hesitation he popped it in his mouth, enjoying the unusual mix of flavours. This time as Tom bit into the flesh, Amy's hand travelled down the length of his body, her fingers teasing, causing him to flinch at the unexpected attentions from the beauty before him. When her hands reached his crotch, he became aware of the ache in his balls - of the hardness of his cock, straining to break free of his jeans. “Lie back on the grass, Bob,” Amy instructed. Bob complied and watched, transfixed, as she sat on his sweaty chest, her legs stretching to go across him and opening the hole in her panties wide apart, revealing a waxed pussy. Her clit hood had a small silver bar through it, which Bob couldn’t wait to get his tongue around. Amy slowly eased her way along his chest, her panty-clad pussy edging towards his waiting mouth. Smiling down at him, she trailed a wet finger inside her slit, teasing her labia lips apart. Holding them, she lowered herself onto Bob’s tongue. Her body shivered at the first touch, with Amy gasping as Bob started to lick and tease her clit and the hood piercing. Slowly licking up and down her wet slit, he marvelled at the view presented to him: the waxed pussy, nylon clad legs, and sexy basque partially covering the sensual woman’s sexy body. With a strong thrust of his tongue he penetrated her pussy, with Amy responding by grinding her hips down further on his face, coating his lips and surrounding area with her fuck juices. As she rode his face she took a large swig of her own wine, relaxing and enjoying the tongue working on her. Bob reached up, popping her boobs out of the confines of the basque, his hands squeezing her breasts, his thumbs flicking across her nipples, before he took each one in his hands in turn, and pinched them, pulling them out, stretching them and twisting them. He watched as Amy gasped at each “attack” on her body, and he punctuated the aggression with harder thrusts of his tongue. Straining his neck, he placed his lips around Amy’s clit, kissing it, before sucking the bar into his mouth. He was intrigued by the sensation of having the piercing ornament in his mouth, and experimented by flicking it harder with his tongue, before taking it in his lips and gently tugging on it. As he did so he slid a finger into her pussy, quickly followed by a second, as he started to finger fuck her whilst abusing her clit. Amy’s moans increased with each flick and finger penetration, until at last she gasped, thrusting herself down once more to grind her sex on Bob’s face as her orgasm ripped through her body. She stood up on shaky legs, and without any further words, bent over, her boobs dangling erect nipples caressed by the breeze. She unclasped Bob’s belt, undoing the button and zipper on his jeans before yanking them down, with his boxers, all in one motion (Bob having assisted by raising his bum off the ground), smiling as his cock leapt free. She was so desperate to get at his meat, she left the jeans and boxers level with his thighs. She watched as Bob took the thick, long cock in his hand and slowly wanked the uncut dick. Kneeling by him, she took a strawberry into her mouth, with a large sip of wine, and placed her mouth against his, dribbling |
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