..the GULF converts it to pleasure...wen with u all I see is treasures...don't give a dam if you got cellulite a belly a blemish...one boob bigger tha... the other boob...if your into me...a good person...then I can get into you..anal tongue darts..invade you....makin youu say ooooooo...skillz..I can an will make you wet an slick...fingers spreadin ya puss...each stroke of my tongue makein the juice..run down the crack of ya ass...take my ring finger..an slip it in ya ass...a lil past the 2nd. She was licking her lips now, and took a small sip of her champagne. I started into the second chorus, and doubled it up, playing arpeggiated licks around the melody, and throwing in a minor third that gave it a sultry, bluesy effect. The keyboard player picked up on that, and went right along with me. She moved her shoulders slightly, keepng time with me as I went into the bridge, and back into straight time. Other arms reach out to meOther eyes smile tenderlyStill in the peaceful dreams I. She was completely naked. Her back side was in front of me, i could see her ass. It was very beautiful. I wanted to press those buttocks hardly. But i had to control myself. I continued seeing her. She took the towel and stsrted wiping off her wet hairs. It took 10 or so more minutes to wipe her all body off. Meanwhile; my dick was become very hard and long, like a hammer, ready to dig anything. I wanted her pussy. I was seeing her from thd hole and from outside my hand was in my pent. I was. Across from the bed was the large bathroom and closet. She hung her clothes in the closet and decided she needed a glass of wine to sip while she unpacked. She turned on the radio as she walked through the living room. A slow, beachy instrumental filled the house. She reached the kitchen and took a wineglass and corkscrew from the box on the counter, then she grabbed the bottle of Moscato from the freezer.She turned to find a man. “Who the hell are you?” She asked. Her tone wasn’t rude.