Two beautiful people sitting togetherat a table. She closed the door. It clicked once, thentwice."Smoke?" Mandy said, proffering the pack.John Phillip..., shaking, took one."Light?" Mandy flicked an elegant lighter, burnished withmahogany.He leant over to light it, hungry for nicotine.She hit him on his head. "I think not. A lady uses anextender." She took his cigarette and fitted to a longshellacked tube. "This will work, useless."It did. And he drank it in. The smoke, the wine, theincense. His. I arranged the blanket on his bed and put the bottle of oil on the nightstand.“Get your clothes off boss!”He undressed and so did I.He got on the bed and he laid down on his stomach.I grabbed the cooking oil and poured generous amounts on my hands. I knelt beside him. I started on his neck and shoulders, I rubbed and massaged for several minutes. Then, I worked my way down to his back, buttocks and legs. He was wet and slick and glistening. He flinched somewhat when I got to his butt so I. As I discovered that she was actually OK with my naughtiness I found that she suddenly had become a ‘sexual dynamo’ and she really start to let go with strong orgasms. After awhile she actually started to tell me when a cum was arriving and then she’d announce the cum with loud grunts and groans which made me practically cum myself just from watching her!She would either spread herself so that I could climb aboard and plunge my excited cock inside her wet pussy or she would turn over and get on. When she had downed all my thick waters I expected her to release my cock, but she didn’t, she continued to suck on it keeping me hard. She soon straddled me and holding my cock straight up, put it to her dripping entrance and sat down hard, sending it deep up into her. Leaning forward she gripped my shoulders and after hugging my sides with her spongy yet firm thighs, she started her lustful, dancing ride. I tried to match her, thrusting upward and grinding and rolling in unison with. Her.