Originally post:
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A funny thing happened on the way to the forum ... A follow-up on last month’s enticing encounter with#3333.
Yes, she looked as good as ever, if anything she looked even smaller once you made an allowance for her very large platform heels – possibly not even 152cm/5’; with a lean, but still very healthy-looking body whose buttocks fit easily into two joined hands (imagine your hands thumb to thumb, fingers spread – your pinky fingers would be around the side of her hips) as she playfully grinds them into your groin.
This vixen has more very appreciable attributes: her cascading hair framing an always smiling face, and small responsive breasts that have the most perfectly suckable nipples: large, but not too large, that a tongue can lavish to new heights of savoury firmness. Her cat bath is better than most, as is her rimming and now a new sensation using her lips like a cupping tool to make popping sounds all over your body.
Everything was going smoothly: her dance, her b2b sliding, ass in the air rimming and ball devouring, and then her squirming underneath to begin her bbbj.
But this is where things began to unravel … a serious case of jet lag following a mind-bending two-week trip that involved 6 days of transit time to more than half a dozen cities could be used as an excuse; As could a month’s worth of anticipation waiting to see this impish girl again, but I think the reality is age is catching up to me.
In any case, as I was craning my neck to look under me to watch her sensuous lips devouring my willing, but rather limp little pecker, with the further visuals of her meaty nipples swaying slightly to her in-and-outs it suddenly dawned on me I was coming – but we had just begun and my rather flaccid fish wasn’t even firm; how is this even possible?
I rushed to pop out of her mouth before the inevitable happened, I could feel going myself past the point of no return as I slid off the end of the bed while turning her so I could frantically dine at her very enticing trimmed and tasty little sister while trying desperately to stop the coming sensation.
Unfortunately I could feel the pulsating load releasing itself while I was searching for and lathering her tiny clit, this time with absolutely no resistance; in fact, a nice rhythm began as she lifted her hips for additional pressure in a dance of tongue and mons.
All was going well until she signalled it was time for her to do some work, and like last time it seemed just when she started to lose a bit of control – more on that later.
She was going to give me another bbbj, when he slippery hands told her I had already come. She looked down at the floor, where I had knelt and gave a little gasp – not only were there little pools of watery splunge on the floor, but also on her new black-suede platform heels!!!
She panicked, her smile left her and she started frantically wiping them with anything she could find but making it worse as she was pressing the little swimmers deeper into the suede. I tried to show her how to coax it out with a dampened cloth, and then some WetWipes which finally did the job to her satisfaction.
However, the moment wasn't totally lost – her well-rehearsed erotica routine had been punctuated not with a comma, but with a full stop.
She dressed us both prematurely, and while doing so started to recover her sensual composure, and then her smile came back like a lost diamond in the night. We played around taking some photos, but each had to be inspected by her and if she liked them she requested I send to her; if not she immediately deleted them … so, in the end, it was a fun and we were laughing and pleading with each other to do more or to do less.
Next time and there will be a next time, I will have to do my dining first and then let her do hers
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Last edited by hotjac at 27-9-2017 17:49 ]
