26-12-2018, 10:24 AM
"No, wait. I want to pleasure you. Just sit still." She said. She pecked my lips & then ran her tongue over my chin. Although I had shaved in the morning, we both could feel the rasping of her soft tongue over the short stubble.
"Ouch!" I yelled as she nipped my chin, drawing blood.
"Touché!" She whispered naughtily, then licked it up and kissed my lips, making me taste my own blood. Her lips then traveled down the side of my neck and on to my shoulders, leaving a trail of soft little kisses and licks of her hot, moist tongue. She traveled down and buried her nose in the curly, springy mat of hair on my chest.
"Ahh…! You smell so wonderful!" She whispered. Her lips traveled to my nipple and fastened around it. She sucked and licked it just as I had done to her nipple.
"Ohh…! You don't know how good this feels." She said, rubbing her nipples against my chest hair. All this was incredibly hot and arousing. She could not reach any lower while still seated on my lap, so she got up and crouched between my knees, her mouth continuing its slow downward journey, lingering for a while at my belly button and finally reaching the waistband of my trousers.
She knelt at my feet, untied my shoelaces and removed my shoes and socks. Her soft hands massaged my feet for a while. She then reached up, unbuckled my belt and opened my trousers. I raised my hips off the chair to allow her to pull my trousers down and off my legs. I now only had my shorts on, tented by my massive erection. Swati leaned forward so that her face was inches away from my crotch. She breathed in the sweaty, masculine smell of my crotch, tinged with her own scent, since I had not washed myself after our last coupling. She then started kissing my crotch over my shorts, at first lightly and then deeply with an open mouth, almost sucking my cock through the thick knitted fabric of the shorts.
I looked on through half closed eyes, my hands behind my head, as a naked, wantonly aroused Swati slowly worked herself into frenzy, enjoying every moment of the pleasure that she was so generously giving me. Finally, she hooked her fingers in the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down; I raised my hips off the chair to let her remove them. She stared mesmerized at her prize, my lusty, hard, thick, dark cock jutting proudly upward, its crown pink and slick with slippery secretions oozing out of the slit.
"Ouch!" I yelled as she nipped my chin, drawing blood.
"Touché!" She whispered naughtily, then licked it up and kissed my lips, making me taste my own blood. Her lips then traveled down the side of my neck and on to my shoulders, leaving a trail of soft little kisses and licks of her hot, moist tongue. She traveled down and buried her nose in the curly, springy mat of hair on my chest.
"Ahh…! You smell so wonderful!" She whispered. Her lips traveled to my nipple and fastened around it. She sucked and licked it just as I had done to her nipple.
"Ohh…! You don't know how good this feels." She said, rubbing her nipples against my chest hair. All this was incredibly hot and arousing. She could not reach any lower while still seated on my lap, so she got up and crouched between my knees, her mouth continuing its slow downward journey, lingering for a while at my belly button and finally reaching the waistband of my trousers.
She knelt at my feet, untied my shoelaces and removed my shoes and socks. Her soft hands massaged my feet for a while. She then reached up, unbuckled my belt and opened my trousers. I raised my hips off the chair to allow her to pull my trousers down and off my legs. I now only had my shorts on, tented by my massive erection. Swati leaned forward so that her face was inches away from my crotch. She breathed in the sweaty, masculine smell of my crotch, tinged with her own scent, since I had not washed myself after our last coupling. She then started kissing my crotch over my shorts, at first lightly and then deeply with an open mouth, almost sucking my cock through the thick knitted fabric of the shorts.
I looked on through half closed eyes, my hands behind my head, as a naked, wantonly aroused Swati slowly worked herself into frenzy, enjoying every moment of the pleasure that she was so generously giving me. Finally, she hooked her fingers in the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down; I raised my hips off the chair to let her remove them. She stared mesmerized at her prize, my lusty, hard, thick, dark cock jutting proudly upward, its crown pink and slick with slippery secretions oozing out of the slit.
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