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A Taste of What's To Come Part 4

Date: 7/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Ass to mouth, Ass to pussy, Extreme, Hardcore, Male / Female Teens, Oral Sex, Scatology, Author: Feynman15, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

hocked it onto the opening of her butthole. I leaned in close and sucked outward. The taste was a little bit different than my initial spit. "Again," she said. And so I spit it back in there, and sucked once again. Quite a different taste this time. Much stronger. "Again." Returning the spit, I sucked much harder this time, and knew that the powerful salad I just created was ready to be served. I stood up and met her eye to eye. She just stared at me, and as intentionally innocent as she could, opened her mouth. I leaned in and dripped that naughty salad right into her mouth. Ananya spread it all around inside there, even licking her gums, a look in her eyes like she was critiquing. "This isn't a salad, is it?" she asked. "In a way it is," I said. "NO!" "No, no you're right, it isn't a salad Ananya." She smiled as she swirled it around. "Not a salad at all. In fact, what it is, is your spit mixed with my ass juice. My dirty dirty ass juice. And you know why it's dirty?" "Because your ass is dirty," I said. "Because even though when you walk by me I can smell perfume and roses, if I dig deep enough I'm going to find a part of you that's super dirty and smells like an earthy spicy ass musk." I was rock-fuckin'-hard. She swallowed and leaned into me. "That's exactly right," she whispered. Her breath was so naughty. I couldn't take it any longer and she knew it. She reached back, fingering her ass, pulling out some of that nastiness and spreading it onto her palm. A whiff, and ... once again she moaned over its intoxicating aroma. With her palm flat and welcoming, she said, "Cum onto here." Before I could ask, she dropped to her knees and crawled to the end of the bed, her palm still untouched. Ananya dangled her head over the edge of the bed, laying on her back, her head turned up to the ceiling. "Here," she said. "This will help." I hopped off and ran to the front edge of the bed, leaning in to take one last smell of her palm along the way. Back to my favorite position--my cock throbbing, ready to throat fuck her deeply. "Don't hold back," she said. "Seriously." "Like animals," we both said. The tip of my cock started to slide past her puffy Indian lips. Ananya made a gag as I pushed forward. It was all in! My hips thrusted smoothly into her, and for a few seconds we swayed our body parts...her head, my hips, my cock, all seductively dancing and grooving together. The squishing sound it made was so frickin sexy. I slipped out of her throat. "Fuck that's hot," she said. "Give me a minute of that, ok baby? Pure silence." "Just that sound?" "Just that sound." Back into our throat fucking sway, we squished and squished, gooey saliva slipping and sliding. It was so.fucking.hot. I was so turned on that I lifted her legs up and over her stomach. Ananya's head still dangled over the bed's edge, and her ass was in pile-driver position, inches from my mouth. I lapped up her asshole. "Mmmmmm," she mumbled. My tongue slipped deep into her butt and I started to ...