YOUR  EYES  DANCE

I can hardly take my eyes off sexy you, being so beautiful and slightly older. I adore how your eyes dance during intimate sweet conversation. I sip Red Label Scotch while you step off to get comfortable. Listening too "Don't Say Goodnight" by the Isley Brothers feeling relaxed, you came out in your birthday suit, sexy pumps and a giddy grin. Snuggling close you hit the joint, softly running a hand along my thigh. As pipe swells you coo sweetly watching me grow. A few mushroom too ball strokes, I stood crowbar stiff. Kissing the head moaning, your tongue swirls and dabs the slit. Mouth was hot taking just over half before the gag. Wet tongue ran laps along and under my bone. Tagging up, I tease breasts pinching nipples of stone. Easing south I'm mesmerized by your shaved, with a pebble hard clit throbbing. You moan as tongue slithers between temple doors, accepting me readily. Hot juices sweetangy and flowing. Holding my head you guide my mouth too all your right places, while wanting hips worked back and forth. Cumming loud and body shuddering, the heat and taste of your sauce overwhelmed rational thought. Taking our passions up stairs, we start over with seventy-five take away six. I kiss and tongue every inch of honeypot, as you buck and squirm atop of me. Using mouth like no other woman I know, You frantically gave me major brain. Tongue spanking your clit orgasm three came hard smearing  nectar over face. Passionate kisses let you taste yourself. Tight as a drum, it took a couple attempts too get inside, but fit like a glove. Slow pistons up and down, your sexy sheath coated the firm with honey as sexy mams bounced freely. Humping back flexing my pipe deep inside, flipped your switch as orgasm four consumed us both. And being so beautiful I adore how your eyes danced, rolling back. I could hardly take my eyes off of sexy you.








                Sir Lancelott