You still taste like my pussy did. I love kissing you, with intensity, tasting me and you. Feeling your hands all over my body and my hands doing exac...ly the same, meanwhile thinking about my next step. Then suddenly I slip sideways, turn and stand behind you again, pressing against you just like I did earlier. Only now your pants are opened and I want to take advantage of that. I squat down and pull your trousers down. When I see you naked ass i have to take a bite in your butcheek, can't help. I looked directly into his beautiful eyes, fingering my pussy for us. “I need you, my love.” I whispered.”“Fuuckk, do you ever look beautiful!” He sighed.”“My fingers glistened and I smoothed my cream around each nipple then on his lips. I caressed my tits offering them to his lips. He inhaled in the invigorating aroma of my womanhood then sucked each nipple clean, making them stay so hard they almost hurt. Our breathing was almost out of control and we’d barely started.”“Dan resumed kissing. Turns out her soon to be husband was a tattoo artist and she was his canvas. “I feel very lucky” she said playfully. “ one of the things I have always wanted to do but never had the chance was to be double penetrated. Closest I have come was a dick in my pussy and a finger in my ass.”We arrived at the hotel and as we rode the elevator she and Rick made out. As he searched for his room key card and unlocked the door it was my turn to feel her tongue ring in action. Upon entering the room. . but it was Jamal she now wanted... needed... had to have.The pain had been much worse than even Jamal's reaming of her unprepared anus, the tattoo needle providing an exquisite agony that caused the sweat to drip from her entire body as the words were forever embedded around her anus. Three hours later and six pounds lighter from the exertion, pain and loss of body water, Marcy had stepped from the tattoo parlor.She had begun tanning on Saturday morning and had daily standing appointments for.