| Straight: Exotic Erotic: A Night at the Opera (7/15) |
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the inside of her thigh, kneading and stroking her warm flesh. My right hand moved across to the inside of her of her left thigh as my left slid up her right, gently pushing them apart as my tongue followed across the sensitive skin just above the inside of her knee. I heard her groan and as my head disappeared beneath the folds of her skirts, I felt a draught of cool air on my ass. Miss Pearl pushed my trousers down and curled a foot between my legs, gently nudging my balls. My fingers were either side of her pussy, stroking the lines where her thighs met her hips, my tongue creeping ever closer to her wet snatch. I felt her arch her back, pushing her hips forward, almost tasting her musky aroma as I licked the sweat from her upper thigh. With her skirts completely covering my head, my eyes were unable to see much else apart from vague shadows. I closed my eyes and let my fingers run into her pubes; they were moist, as I teased her lips apart. My tongue flicked across the hairs over her slit, tasting a hint of her for the first time. I felt a shiver run through her as I gently slid my thumb up along her slightly pouting lips, drawing her juices over her bush. With each stroke of my thumb her lips opened a little, exposing the hot flesh within, smoothing her hair flat with the fragrant cream.
Miss Pearl began to push her hips forward so I spread her cunt wide and ran the tip of my tongue from the sensitive skin just above her rear hole all the way up her pussy to her clit, kissing it lightly. She bucked hard upwards, pushing her engorged clit between my lips and pressing it against my teeth. “Fuck!” she swore, “Suck it… for fuck’s sake suck it….” her accent slipping all the way back to the East End of London. Opening my teeth, I sucked hard on her hard little nub, pulling it into my mouth. “Suck ‘em… suck ‘em hard you whores…” she hissed, sounding even more like a five-shilling whore. I moved one hand round to grab the cheek of her ass and pushed my thumb all the way into her soaking wet quim. I heard her groaning, grinding her mound into my face harder and faster, her muttering becoming muffled and more incoherent as I pumped my thumb all the way into her, feeling her cunt muscles begin to clench around it. Her juices began to run faster, running into my palm as it slid under her ass. I sucked as hard as I could on her clit, pulling it between my slightly parted teeth. Her legs went over my back, heels pressing on my spine, pulling me into her as her pussy gripped down hard on my thrusting thumb. She grunted hard, the sound muffled I assume her hand in her mouth, bucked hard five or six times as her orgasm slammed through her body. The auditorium burst into applause, for a second I wondered were we the focus of their accolade till I realised the first act must have come to an end. Slowly her spasms subsided till only little shivers occurred like aftershocks. Taking a final drink from her flowing gash, I pulled my head back and raised it above her skirts, intent on my cock following my tongue. Looking up over her torso, I was momentarily confused then as the lights came up and I realised |
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Jeeesuuus.
