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I fuck her slowly, letting my pace match our kisses: lips that barely touch at first; they slide against one another then, savoring silky softness that sends sparks across our skin; at last, our tongues meet and dance, weaving themselves like two halves that have been apart for too long.ÓWhere?Ô he asked as he kissed the rain and sweat from her brow. ÓWhere can we go to fuck? We canÒt do it here, can we? We could butÅ Your place?ÔÓI donÒt think I can wait that long,Ô handjobbing babe whispered as she brushed his lips with hers. ÓBesides, I donÒt think any drivers would let you on without any shoes.ÔÓWhat? No shirt, no shoes, no service?ÔÓYouÒve got a shirt on.ÓStop that or drop my pants and do me now!Ô he shouted against the thunder. ÓAnd stop laughing.ÓWell, stop saying such silly things and IÒll stop laughing. Did you see the faces of the people going by?He turned to face her as handjobbing babe spoke. She gave him a bit of room, but never beyond her armÒs reach.You noticed that not only was my pussy glistening with moistness, it was downright leaking. As the young man was our guest, you moved him ahead, your hand on his tight ass. It was a good thing you had me restrained, otherwise I would have had him in such a vice grip as soon as his tongue touched my pussy his ears would have been ringing.As soon as we got inside the room, Dawn spun me around to face her, and firmly kissed me. Our tongues darted in and out, exploring each other's mouths.She pulled completely off my cock, took my hands, and put them on her head. She said, "You be in control here. Go ahead, fuck my throat. I really want to taste your cum." I didn't need any further encouragement, and I pulled Dawn's head toward my crotch. When handjobbing babe opened her mouth, I buried my cock down Dawn's throat with one thrust. After holding myself deep in her throat for a few seconds, I began working her head back and forth. As quickly as my cock left her throat, I'd shove it all the way back in.How many have we had, Ryan?Ô Claire asked, her eyes scanning the mass of empty beer bottles that littered the carpet of RyanÒs lounge.ÓUmm, about nine?Ô Ryan laughed, tweaking several strands of her silken hair playfully. ÓWhy are you drunk? Lightweight.Claire gasped, in mock outrage. ÓLightweight? Me? IÒll have you know that with alcohol aside from beer, I could probably drink you under the table!Ryan laughed, his dark eyes focussing on her pretty face. handjobbing babe really was beautiful, especially in the dim light, with the beam from his lamp highlighting her delicate cheekbones and the straightness of her narrow nose.ÓDo you mind if I change?Ô Claire asked, standing up suddenly. ÓThis skirt is starting to get really uncomfortable!ÓSure, thereÒs a robe hanging on the back of the guest room.Ryan watched as she walked into the other room, her shoes dangling from her fingertips. She was really something else, and he knew that there was definitely some sexual chemistry between them. Of course, he would never push anything tonight, since it was their first time meeting each other properly. But still, he knew something was there Ö for both of them. They may be peeping already. They idea they could all be in their door way jerking off, watching her get fucked with his hand deep inside her took her right to the edge. She begins to shake. He laughs, signaling her to cum, now. handjobbing babe lets go, lets the feeling rush over her, his energy flowing from his fingers, running through her like lightning bolts.After that first year's visit, Dar broke up his vacation into three one-week segments in spring, summer and fall, booking a reservation into the association for each week so that he could maximize his time. He had come to love the weeks at the resort, which made his stressful business life much more bearable.With some of the other men requiring more time than he to recover from their orgasms, slowly the make-up of the dance crowd changed, as it invariably did, to include more and more women and fewer and fewer men, especially the older ones. Dar was glad that he usually recovered quickly and that he was able to cum more often than most of the guys he knew.His hands went to her ass, gently caressing her. She stood up and leaned back into him, and his hands slid around to her front, sliding up her belly to her bra. He softly caressed her breasts, teasing her through the lace. handjobbing babe moaned, and turned around in his arms, kissing him again while his hands wandered over her warm skin. "Honey," handjobbing babe whispered in his ear, her tongue flickering at his lobe. "take my bra off, please?" she asked.She lifted the other breast to his mouth and said, "Suck them both?""Get undressed," handjobbing babe demanded. "I want to see you naked.""You're not naked," he pointed out.She knew there was no way he wouldnÒt know his story was turning her on. He knew he was a very good writer, and often had commented to her how pleased he was with this poem or that poemÅhow well he had written it. Yes, he definitely knew this story would stir herÅshe was certain of it. Damn him, handjobbing babe thought to herself as she grinned and chuckled. Damn him. As handjobbing babe continued reading his story she realized she couldnÒt keep her hand out of her pantiesÅaway from her clit. handjobbing babe had been gently moving her finger around the pubic area, occasionally moving down, just far enough to glance against her now-swelling clit.As she read how the woman in the story was massaging her own clit as handjobbing babe slid her mouth up and down her loverÒs hard, glistening cock, she gently began sliding her own finger up and down between her swollen lips, discovering a much deeper pool of her own juices than she realized had been building up. As she parted her pussy with the middle finger of her right hand, a gush of thick juices streamed out of her, almost instantly soaking her panties, running down to her ass."Just wait and linger sweetheart till you can't take anymore," the stranger murmured.I tried to hold my fire inside but my blood was boiling in a torrid blistering inferno centered inside my loins. The cool air conditioning wafted across my nude and erotically beleaguered body. I couldn't move. I wouldn't move. I didn't move.As fingers trickled between my thighs and teased the outer labia my clit, reaching the mound of Venus, I yearned for his 'langer' inside of me.He stalled sticking his cock inside of me while he was provoking me and teasing my pussy causing a deeper desire for him inside of me.The fabric of her panties rubbed lightly along one side of his cock as he slid in and out of her silken depths. Her legs gripped his waist more tightly and her nipples stood at attention while her clit begged for more.Now, if there hadn't been a slight break in between couples, I would have cum by the third couple, but since Mistress chose to take a break my body would begin to cool down before the next couple could begin. Mouth after mouth attacked my pussy each determined to be the one. Fingers pressed deep inside me some small, some large, some fast and some slow and yet after three couples I still hadn't come. Mistress had set the rules that only dildos could be used. Both men and women had licked and sucked my clit engorging it with blood then having to stop so that the next couple would have their turn. The fourth couple was a male and female, however, the male of the group was someone I had often fantasized about. I imagined him on many occasions licking and sucking me to orgasm or fucking me hard and fast, making me gush. Before tonight I had not been allowed contact with him in any way, but tonight I could at least feel his mouth. As they approached me I saw the female draw a long thick dildo from inside her costume, I moaned hoping he would be the one to use it on me."My Mistress, I come before you, asking that you would grant me the privilege of your gorgeous body tonight." And he knelt before Kimberly, eagerly awaiting the whips of approval. She appeared to think for a moment, and then a faint smile crossed her face. She whipped him twice across the back, good and hard, leaving welts, and a little bit of blood. He showed not a trace of pain.He lifted his stick from the ground and pointed it towards the cage. "Ah, she has come," he said. He turned his head, looking back at me, the moonlight shining off of his dark glasses. "The beast shall be tamed." He laughed and turned away from me. I watched him walk away, moving towards his tent.I looked away after a moment because I didn't need that complication in my head, and looked around at the others in the crowd. Let's put it this way: if there was no law against it, the entire place would be lined up to rape the ass off of that girl, and if it was possible at that moment to buy a piece of her, you could have funded a public swimming pool. 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