Ode to the sharp cinnamon-apple taste of her skin that lingered forever and fatefully on the tip of my tongue. It began with the mere mention of sex a...d its aroma wafted fruitfully toward my inflamed nostrils until it ripened and pierced my heart. Denying the aforementioned sentiments is an affront to the words destiny and fate. I would die, neigh give the very last beat of my heart to undo what has been done. To digress, it is electricity- one hundred million volts pounding and coursing. He went in a little deeper and found her clitoris and startedlicking all over it.May was starting to pant. He took the clit between his lips and startedto suck gently. She was no longer panting, she was shouting, "More! More!More!"Peter slowly slipped one finger, then two fingers, into her pussy andstarted to fuck her slowly with his fingers."Faster! Faster!" she said. At last she could no longer hold it and shescreamed as she came with her cum gushing out like never before.May said, "I have. I like where I live, it’s close to the Con, if I lived here, I would have to take the train in to St James, and then walk from there; I like being so close to things, and I don’t know how we would fit all of my stuff in here.”“Besides, how would all three of us sleep in the double bed?” I added. “That might be fun all squeezing together for a few nights, or even a week, but...”“I thought you might like having the two of us squeezed close to you?” Megan suggested. “I might have to place my hand. She could hear the excitement in his voice when he asked her to move to the bedroom upstairs. She followed his instructions from behind and wound slowly through the home half-dressed to a beautiful staircase. She could feel his eyes upon her so she rotated her hips slightly with each deliberate step. By the time they reached the bedroom he was in full glory and impatient to have her. She sat on the bed in front of him and removed what little clothing she had on but left the black heels in.