“Oh, God!” she cursed to herself, “Where is Daddy Louis when I really need him?” As her fingers moved in more and more seductive motion, she t...ought back to that short visit seven months ago. She and Steven, then her fiancé, had driven cross country to meet his family before their wedding and moving to the country to pursue their careers. He was a writer who believed firmly in the credo about writing what you know. She was a post-graduate fellow in Psychology who had just received permission. He proceeded to seduce me and tie my wrists to the bed. He blindfolded me and told me I could be freed anytime, but I was kinda getting into it. We kissed long and hard and our breathing was becoming more intense. He kissed and sucked my breasts and nipples until I was writhing. He then proceede to enter my swollen drippy pussy. I was begging for it and he was torturing me with his slowness. I was frantically ready for him to start riding me. He stopped all activity and laid flat on. When she let mine into her mouth, I knew what my cock was going to feel going into her. She pushed with her legs, those beautiful, long, strong legs, blue legs Neytiri had, and shoved me back onto the bed. Her head wound up at my crotch and the longest, pinkest tongue in the world came out and licked my cock. She started at the base and pushed into me hard as she swept it up to the head. When she got there, she used her tongue to slip me into her mouth and literally plunged her head down until. „Komm, wichs mich mal ein wenig.“Etwas zögernd griff ich nach seinem Glied. Wie beim letzten Mal war ich fasziniert davon, wie warm, fest und groß es sich anfühlte. Ich faßte seinen Schaft, griff mit der anderen Hand nach seinem schwer herunterhängenden Hodensack und begann, mit leichten Wichs-Bewegungen. Ich zog seine Vorhaut nach unten und legte seine ebenfalls bereits dick angeschwollene Eichel frei, bewegte die Vorhaut dann wieder nach oben, bis seine Eichel wieder ganz bedeckt war. Das.