He leaned back in the chair, relaxing in the august radiance of her presence letting his mind flit and his caution flee. She smiled knowingly, and once again sank down to her knees. Anal porn She moved her lips closer to it, then paused just above it. He felt her tongue massage him and nearly burst with excitement. Underneath it, she had on a red, very thin bikini. Anticipation burned in him like fire. At last he had drank his fill. The thought of her tongue, painted white, with the signal of his lust only made each thrust more of a miracle, more of an explosion. He found himself giggling foolishly, unable to contain himself, basking in her attentions. Her tongue was like a balm, a soother, a soft wet magical love that brought ecstasy to every particle to his skin. He was staring at her now, staring with raw, undisguised, animal lust for her. He screamed, and screamed again, unable to contain himself, scarcely able to fathom the waves of raw joy that permeated his being.
