We get out, I open my arms and you step into my embrace. You are shorter than I, so I feel your breasts squeezing against my abdomen as you feel my ma...e hardness against your belly. We don't speak, just enjoy the sensations of our urgency, my erection and your softness. I tilt your head up and taste your lips. Our kiss is long and you shudder and press yourself against me, relaxing into my arms. You sigh as I move my kisses down to your throat and grind your hips against my thighs. My shaft is. , and you can simply come over to my place. I’ll email you separately with the address. I expect you to be there. The details for now? I’m tall. I’m blonde. And I can be sweet and kind, a decent person at heart, but I can also be salty. The two words I’ll use for now, to whet your appetite – “briny oyster”. I’ll let you think about that. Goodnight, and see you tomorrow.”So I had been wrong. Not short and sweet, but tall and salty.Ok, maybe I’m telling the story out of order. And I did promise. I am thoroughly wet now. The cool air blowing gently against my lips, telling my brain how juicy and ready I am. How could I not be! I take the last of the oil and pour it on his member, which has been my target all along. My lustful gaze moved to his face. He looked back at me, telling me with his eyes, ‘I am yours, Kay! Do with me what you will!” I think to myself, ‘Damn right!’ as my hands inch toward their reward. I took him in my hands, slathering the oil all over his crown, his shaft,. And just as I recalled the moment his hard shaft pulsed in my hand, and the first spurt of thick white semen exploded from his cock and splattering against his neck, I came.“Oh GAAAWWD,” I cried out as my inflamed pussy melted down. My voice echoed off of the tile covered bathroom walls as the muscles deep inside my cunt went into series of uncontrollable contractions, sending impulses of pleasure throughout my body. The feel of Bobby’s hard shaft pulsing in my hand, and the vision of his.