| Straight: Lusty Liaisons: Lambs In The Kitchen... (4/6) |
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slow breath. “Whew. It’s a little hot in here.” “No,” she purred. “It's just me.” She slowly undid the buttons on his shirt and pushed him back on the bed, crawling on top of him again. “If you can't take the heat,” she grinned. “Then stay out of the kitchen.” She knelt down and lazily licked his nipple, then sucked on it. She bit it gently and flicked her tongue on the hard tip. “I know you wanted a taste of me, but I was hoping to get a little taste of you.” She ground her hips on his, feeling the bulge that was there, and letting him know exactly what she wanted. “Jesus, Cally,” Scott groaned and closed his eyes. “Take it easy girl.” She caressed his neck and slid down his body. “No, I don't think I will.” She grinned and began to undo his slacks. Callista dug her nails into the waistband of both his pants and his boxers and slowly slid them down. His thick erection sprang up. “This looks cream-filled.” She slapped her hands on his thighs and ran her tongue up the underside of his member. “Mmmm...” She licked her lips and slowly sucked on the tip and down onto his shaft. She sucked on him, enjoying his taste, and retreated off with a smack of her lips. “Delicious.” She ran her hands up and down him slowly. She cupped his balls with one hand and massaged them. She watched as a dribble of pre-cum leaked from its turgid tip. She licked it teasingly, testing its flavor, and sank back onto his cock, sucking harder, needing him to cum in her mouth. Scott groaned his approval of her techniques. He felt that knowing pull, the tightening of his loins. “Cally,” he grunted. “If you don't stop, I'm going to cum.” He arched his hips a little, and reached down to stroke her hair. She didn't remove her lips from his cock, but moaned her approval. That was all he needed, and his cock spurted out his hot seed into her mouth. She slurped it up, cleaning his cock and swallowing his cum. Callista sat back, and Scott watched as she licked the last bit of cum from the corner of her supple lips. He couldn't wait to delve into her hot core. He reached up and stroked his thumbs over her nipples, which were hard beneath her bra. “Oh no.” She pulled his hands from her. “I'm not done yet.” Scott groaned as she leaned to grab something from beneath the bed. He watched as she brought up a pair of silver handcuffs. “Christ girl, what are you doing to me?” Callista grinned devilishly as she fastened the handcuffs to his wrists and around the rungs of the bed. She knelt down and bit his bottom lip. “Don't worry, you'll get your just desserts.” She unclasped her bra and let her round breasts spill from it as he watched. She was a goddess. Callista tossed the garment to the floor. She slowly stood, rising high above him on the bed. She turned round and put her thumbs into the top of her underwear and bent as she slid them down her hips. Her lips visible to him, sticky with her wetness, it left him in no doubt of her readiness. She smacked her ass cheek playfully as she looked over her shoulder at him. Those green eyes sparkled with desire. She reached between her legs and rubbed her |
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