Becoming aware of how far Ric had trailed kisses, she noticed he had stopped at her lower inner thigh. She looked at him as his hand went up further; stunned by this forward move, Serena felt no control, as she felt him slip her underwear from her. Not knowing how he managed it, or how she did not put up a fight, she could just feel the lace garment tickle down her legs accompanied by more kisses.
Ric had not intended to take things this way, but once he stated he could not stop, throwing her lace underwear aside, he removed her other flip-flop and kissed her bare foot. Whilst stroking her left leg, he placed kisses up her right leg.
His head disappearing under her maxi dress, he took his tongue to her intimate parts, licking and sucking lightly. Moving slowly from her outer to inner parts; exploring her tenderly, and carefully. Yet, allowing her to reap the rewards as he listened to her every response, reacted to every movement.
Grasping on to the arm rests, Serena felt glad she sat in a cornered off area in her garden, no one could look in on her unless they purposely looked over the fence. She did not understand why Ric had done this, this was more than just a spontaneous move, but she found herself rather enjoying the experience. Men had been and done similar to her in the past, but there was such a rush from receiving cullingness outdoors in such a closed space, where neighbours could hear. As his hands also started to explore her inner most regions, she found herself pushing Ric away.
It felt all a little too much to handle, even for her alter ego of the day, "Ric, I..."
He nodded, truly respecting her. "I crossed the line, I won't do it again"
"No, it's just..." Serena shrugged, "Not here, I"
"Feeling prudish?"
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...he bath, pulling the shower curtain closed behind her. Taking hold of the shower gel from the side applied some to her body, turning away as she handed the shower gel to Ric. Applying some to his hands, he reached past her and paced the shower gel back on the shelf. Yet instead of washing, he had other ideas.
Serena embraced the moment where he started to massage his hands into her back. Curious as one hand left her body, bringing the showerhead down. It is not as if the temperature needed increasing, things were ready reaching boiling point as Ric directed the head of the power shower to her clitoris, giving her small bursts of pleasure each time he allowed the water to hit her body. Ric knew exactly what he was doing and what he aimed to achieve. Hearing Serena's small, surprised groan as the high water pressure hit her most sensitive area, really turned him on.
the voice and hands, the stroking of shoulders and the touching of hair were a
A low moan rumbled in the back of Tom’s throat, and moving closer, he breathed in the heady scent of Booker’s aftershave. “Can I kiss you,” he murmured, his mouth hovering over Booker’s, the
However, as she dipped her hand into her panties, and displayed her digits, glistening with her arousal, his hips had bucked, and his cock throbbed painfully, entrapped in his trousers, as he groaned in need and lust. It was Lexi, who turned on him, and the intervening years had changed a thing. Eagerly he sucked her juices from her fingers, and tongue dripping with them, thrust it into her mouth, as his actions became more needy and urgent. Needing more of her, the folds of her pussy felt like silk against his palm, and her tight, dripping tunnel, like heaven when he thrust his fingers inside her; panting, and writhing as he slid them in and out, anticipating the feel of her tight, pulsing walls clamped around his engorged shaft as he sunk himself balls-deep inside her. "Oh fuck." Eyes narrowed and darkened with lust, he held her eyes, "I'm so fucking hard for you, baby," to watch her face when she responded to his
More than the moist warmth of Pucky's mouth, or the sweet caress of her tongue against his manhood, Jessie loved the bobbing of her head the most. It didn't make a lot of sense, but then again not much did when it came to arousal or sex. A light shiver ran down his spine as she locked eyes with him, and for a brief moment, he thought that things were about to get more relax for her as she seemed totally in control. I took a moment to see the small crest between her eyes, alerting him that the wheels in her head were back to spinning and he understood that perhaps he was wrong about that part. What could she be thinking about? He wondered. Wow, she's got me in her mouth and she can't stop thinking, what's wrong with her? A voice said in his
Valerie had just finished cleaning her thick mane when she heard her brother’s door open and close. Rinsing her mane of the shampoo Valerie waited under the warm stream to see if Zander would join her. “There you are,” Valerie explained, shifting forward a little to give her older brother some more room. The siblings’ shower was nowhere near as big as the one they had used on their sexual vacation, so there was not much spare room for that thick black cock and Valerie could feel it growing against her back.
Adaira rocked to-and-fro to rub her body along his rigid length, the friction created a heat within his body, he was sure a few more strokes against his erection would have him burst into flames at any moment.
He then drops his head back down to her stomach. Jackson kisses the spot left of her belly button, which was the closest part of her to his lips. Slightly tightening his arms around her waist. As April's hands return it massaging his head and back. Letting his eyes fall shut.
Her chest rose up and down with a quick rhythm as she breathed. To not wake her, he gently nuzzled his hands and eventually arms around her neck and knees to pick her up. Now, he knew exactly what she was capable of. He saw it himself, but she just seemed like a porcelain doll that if he dared to wake her, it would be something awful.
“Show – off,” he muttered. He snapped his palms and sent a light ripple of air towards her, watching it creep forwards as warily as he would. Her hair; much longer, he noticed, than before, splayed away from her face and he heard her giggle.
Her hands moved around his neck, up into his hair, and she placed an opened mouthed kiss into the crook of his neck.
"By begging. Your body is mine. Your pleasure is mine and comes only from me. I pick if you reach that pleasure or not. You may not kneel to me tonight but you will--" he cut himself off to dip a hand between her smooth, soft thighs.
...er, traced the shape of her face, around her eyes, nose and then slowly over her lips and down to her chin. He brought her face closer to his, and slowly brought his lips down to hers, softly kissing her upper lip, then the lower. He put his arms around her and slowly let the kiss grow, lips parting, tongues battling, until both of them were washed away with passion. He raised up and pulled her tighter, suddenly flipping them both til he was the one on top.
It seemed that he wasn’t for allowing her to do as she pleased. A slow, playful smirk crossed her lips as she heard his commanding tone, his grip on her wrists only caused a warmth of excitement to race through her. Oh how she desired to feel every inch of him inside her, thriving and thrusting until they were both broken from such a ravenous affair. His controlling personality was so exciting for Kate; she was almost tempted to do something else to be reprimanded. The feel of a man so much stronger than she was thrilling, but the way he acted? He was causing her to become slick without even touching her. Kate was learning something new about herself; she enjoyed the way she was relieved of control. In her life, everything was placed on her shoulders. Finally, in this moment, she felt as if nothing was hers to control, there was no worry or concern, she was just following his orders.
Kara brushes a few strands of hair out of Lena’s face and presses her lips to her forehead. Wordlessly, she carries Lena into the bathroom where she began a hot bath. She unzips the back of Lena’s dress, carefully sliding it off her lithe body. Kara helps her into the steaming water.
The twenty-four year old stumbled into the shower, partly due to the abnormally high walls of the tub. It didn’t take long for the water to heat up, which he silently thanked the Maker. After a couple of minutes of drenching his pains