She leans back and spreads her long runners legs allowing my tongue to enjoy her pussy. She got it lasered a while ago and licking every inch of that ...oft hairless skin is absolutely my favorite thing on earth. Within about 10 minutes her thighs are clamped onto my head and she is grinding on my face. My spit and her developing wetness is everywhere and I am finally released only to trail a never ending thread of clear, thick wetness from my tongue to her clit. Flashing a naughty smile she. The fucking went on for 20 beautiful minutes but it felt like a lifetime of pleasure until finally she could take his teasing no more. “Master, I’m gonna squirt!” “Ok baby, cum for me my dirty girl!” he said nibbling her neck. “and yes you can moan” Her back arched, pushing her boobs into him and she orgasmed and squirted, her juices shooting out against his dick and pouring onto the bed. She cursed and moaned his name over and over and this just set him off and she felt his hot spurts of cum. He pulled back and said, "I'm sorry."Chelsea shook her head and said, "Don't be," and leaned in to kiss him again. Their kiss, so filled with passion, love. Michael pulled her onto him, his hands wandered up Chelsea's shirt. Her slender, smooth body warm against his cool hands.Chelsea's hands left his neck and took her shirt off. Her fingers combed through his hair as Michael took her small, plump breasts one by one in his mouth, flicking her nipples with his tongue, making Chelsea moan. Reluctantly he got off his knees and set the table. My mind was racing and I could barely think of what I am supposed to be doing. All I could think about was how good it felt having him play with my cock and what was going to happen after dinner. So we ate and cleaned the dining room. Then it was show time and I was nervous as hell. It still hasn’t sunk in that this guy is a raving queer and all he wants is a cock in his mouth or ass. As we moved into the living room he peeled off his shirt..