Gail leaned forward supporting her weight on her hands and lower onto her elbows and continued to slide her pussy over my face only a little faster no... and I could feel her hot breath panting on my belly and cock. Then I felt her lips envelop it and her tongue scraping against the sensitive skin thrilling me immensely. My right hand had explored up the back of Ellas thigh and onto her vagina, the remaining sun cream keeping her lips part. I couldnt resist inserting half a finger. Despite. He kisses and licks every spot on me – biting me where ever he likes, leaving dark telling bruises. He likes to mark me – there is a feral part of him that takes pride in it, and as I whimper and writhe under him, his wilder half slowly wakens. His touches, his caresses become rougher, more desperate. The beast inside him becomes so much more demanding, and yet he denies it – keeping it locked and chained, continuing to torture both of us, until the last shred of control is torn from him. Then. Way to go, dipshit. How are you going to fix this one? Suddenly, it was clear. Without thinking twice, she quickly scooted over in front of him, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled his face to hers. As she placed a tender kiss upon his quivering lips, she moaned ever-so-slightly. It was just enough to let him know she was enjoying his lips on hers. He was an awkward kisser, sure, but as she tried to find his rhythm and match it, she realized she really ought to expect this. He deserved. I couldn’t say anything suitably cutting as I was too busy taking in his gorgeous face and body. Seriously you just don’t see someone quite so devastatingly handsome and fit that often. Anyway I was virtually lost for words, not very often the case I can assure you, but managed to utter a stumbling ‘thank you’ whilst blushing profusely and grinning like a dumbstruck silly teenager.“And it’s coupled with an equally lovely face” he grinned “you look gorgeous when your cheeks blush that pretty.