1. Jelly Bean and Her Bail Bondsman Chapter 4


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    “Do you want to make love now?” I asked. “Love too,” Anita said kissing my lips, “and then we’ll go dancing on the sand.” “Lie on your back and get comfortable, baby, first yours and then mine.” I got comfortable and waited for his warm kisses as he kissed his way down to my plump wet pussy. “I’m going to taste you first, taste your pussy and drink the sweet cream of your arousal. There is nothing I like more than the taste of a woman, and you are my woman; spread your legs for me Anita.” Danny parted the lips of my pussy and started licking, and oh my god this was nirvana. I woke up from a little nap dreaming of making love and now I was doing it. I touched myself, enjoying the silky smoothness of my denuded mound, one hand caressing and rubbing my mound, the other Danny’s thick black hair noting the contrasts. Yes this definitely is where hair belongs, not here, hiding my glorious womanhood. I lay back closing my eyes, inviting the incursion of my lover’s tongue as he teased and tantalized, pausing to taste and savor the succulent cream of his woman…his woman...Danny’s fiancé’. At first his tongue was like a warm pink butterfly fluttering about and fanning my desire with his wings, further rousing my imagination as he thrust it in-and- out, side-to-side. His tongue was inflaming my arousal in ways only a woman in love can experience. Sensing my urgent need as the heat of my smoldering orgasm was rising, Danny’s tongue became a stalwart and stout, darting, feigning and ...
    pummeling my clitoris as he stroked and caressed my breasts and nipples with one of his warm strong hands. Danny’s pink tongue was savage and remorseless; conquering and resolute in the unrelenting purpose of my pleasure releasing the rising heat from stoked flames of euphoric rapture as my volcanic orgasm erupted and overwhelmed and overtook every molecule of my being. Danny had me moaning and panting, squirming and thrashing; my hands were in my long brown hair as I thrust my hips upward to push my dripping wet pussy into his face for his tongue and lips to ravish me. He had to shift his hands to hold me from sliding off the bed such was my abandon as I surrendered to him; surrendered to the throes euphoric passion to my future husband....it was an unrelenting burning passion because he is mine; heart and soul. Afterward, I lay back drained and limp lying diagonally across the bed with my head almost hanging over the edge of the bed with my hair hanging over the bed and wishing it was long enough to touch the floor like Mom’s or Joyce’s definitely will; I momentary thought about my impulsive short boy’s haircut; lamenting that foolish mistake. Aunt Joyce says a woman’s long hair when unbound and loose is often referred to as “bedroom hair’’ and a delight to the hands and eyes of their man. Danny moved me back to the center of the bed and had me get on my hands and knees to do it doggy style and entered me roughly from behind, pausing only to grab my long brown hair and twist it ...
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