” James’ right hand grabbed a handful of Cali’s hair as he pulled her face to his and looked into her eyes with the intense look of a possessed ...an. “I can’t keep my hands off you. Do you know that? I see you naked like this, and I just have to have you. All of you.” James’s voice had dropped an octave, to that low, velvety rattle that stirred Cali’s own desire. As he spoke, lips almost touching, Cali reached down and grabbed his throbbing cock, griping it as if it were life itself. She felt. She did the same to the other leg quickly and really oiled me up. At this time I wished I didn't place my junk in the hold because she would have definetly touched or rubbed against it while she was doing my legs. Finnaly she told me to turn around and she grabbed a towel and placed it just over her face. I turned and she placed the towel over my junk. She knew where my junk was, she had been looking for it the whole time and being careful to get close but not actually touch it. She knew it was. ’ She cried out in a moan as he captured her clit between his lips and swirled around it with his tongue. She clutched the sides of the table and tried to hold on to dear life as he held her legs down so that she was sprawled eagle. He let one finger slowly rim her entrance and in almost no time she was arching again and this time a long cry escaped her throat before he had time to lean over her and capture her lips in a kiss, silencing her. ‘El!’ he half scolded as he looked down at her,. Fully drenched, we made our way back to the hotel. The 500 meters took us a while, as we could not stop touching each other every time we could her music blaring out of the clubs. Back in the room... Monique was moaning and emptying her bowels, every time I took the enema hose out of her arsehole. With the slippery mixture of the oil, soap and her juices, I was simply attached to her arse non stop. I had my I-pod speakers on, and we continued our sexual dance under the warm stream of.