She placed her hands on the back of my neck. We began to French kiss. She bite my lower lip as she broke our kiss. "Your a really good kisser young...man. I hate to break our kiss. But I have to have that cock in my mouth. It's driving me crazy between my legs. I just want to eat you up." she said. She turned me so my back was against the water. She got on her knees in front of me. I then felt her hot mouth on my cock. She was sucking very hard as she got half of my 9 3/4 inch cock in. She then tied rubber bands around her boobs. Because of the bands, the boobs were now turning red and she being white, they were now looking like the cherry on pineapple cake.then I asked her to get some chocolate syrup and pour it over her body.She did the same. then, I asked her to lick the parts which she could. She clicked her hands, shoulders and bit and her toes. For rest of the body, I asked her t rub chocolate from their and lick it. She did the same. Now, I asked her to use those. The flickering firelight danced and played about her breasts and strong thighs, casting her figure in sharp relief, a shadowed, sensuous lady in the night. He sat back in the chair, legs crossed, sipping a glass of wine. His fingers played around the lip of the glass and his eyes slowly caressed her body, missing nothing. He covered her every inch, took in all. Never before had she felt so exposed, so naked, and as her eyes dropped from his he softly laughed, enjoying her feeling. He rose,. ‘Hey, guy you want to party?’ It was my piss partner from the bus station. At first I just looked at the guy with a blank stare on my face. He was in his late twenties, had a nice thatch of blonde hair. His face was smooth shaven. His lips were soft and pink and thick and begging to be kissed. His eyes were brown and so deep that I felt like I could go swimming in them. After a few seconds he said, ‘We need a fourth, there’s only three of us and we need a fourth for some serious fun. We’ll give.