Her eyes were the same as ever. Cold. Blue and cold. Ice that could freeze a man’s soul. She gave me a wicked smile and her inner muscles tightened...painfully around my cock. My fingers dug into her hips, trying to slow her down as she regained her interrupted rhythm. The room went dark again. Her body flared like a dying star, appearing as an angel once more, though smoke was rising from the blackened tips of her wings. I could not look away from the illusion she forced me to see. “More,. They walk to the more quiet part of the beach, near a couple of trees. They sit down next to a coconut tree and stare at the horizon, while the sun is slowing setting down in a spectacular sight. Her head lays on his shoulders, his right arm around her, her sexy legs laying on his legs.Their eyes meet once again and they immediately start to kiss. Her tongue, powered by her proud latina attitude is longing for his tongue. The fingers of his right hand are slowly stroking on the soft fabric of. I knew Melissa, and I knew when her orgasms were intense enough to be close to the “pass out” zone, which she frequently entered. She was fast approaching that zone. Her eyes rolled upwards into her eyelids, she pushed down once, maybe twice more, and then she exploded. Melissa managed one or two more thrusts while her orgasm took over her before she collapsed on top of her boss. She was mouthing all kinds of obscenities by the time she finished with him. The last words I heard her utter were,. As I said before we put an ad in the swinger’s magazine well we finally started to get responses in the mail, all had pictures as requested and a little story about them and their desires along with a self address stamped envelope for our response. Remember this is before the age of so many cell phones so we used snail mail and responded to all sending I sorry but not interested to the ones that we did not want to meet and we got a few we were interested a guy from New Jersey and a couple for.