1. WKRP: Serving Loni's Ass


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Fetish, Taboo, Author: Byronnnn, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    couldn't think straight yet there she was laughing with others as if the day was routine. Two days later, she pulled me aside. &#034Stop what you're doing. Follow me.&#034 Elation filled me. Would I again be kissing her ass? My face followed her rolling derriere and in minutes, I was kissing and kissing and loving every second. I felt honored. I was the one kissing Loni Anderson's ass. Other guys might date her or even fuck her but I was the one she had chosen to kiss her ass! She smiled. &#034Alexander, do you understand that there is no reason for you to be with me unless it is to worship my ass? I mean, your face and my ass are the closest we can get to a match but still, your face is unworthy. You do understand those things, don't you?&#034 I assured her I did. &#034It will be a little different this time.&#034 &#034Different?&#034 She tugged her thin autumn-colored skirt upward until her bulbous bottom appeared and I saw her thin, white, bikini panties and the bare butt flesh they could not contain. She pointed to that flesh and said, &#034Kiss Alexander. Kiss my butt cheeks wherever the panties don't cover. KISS MY ASS!&#034 My lips were instant in melding to her left buttcheek and I could feel the heat of her body while my lips felt the coolness of her butt flesh. I kissed and kissed on both sides and when our time expired, she briskly pushed my head back, spread her skirt down. But she didn't move. She stood with those magnificent mounds before me. &#034Praise my ...
    ass, Alexander. Speak to it!&#034 I leaned close and told her ass that it was the most beautiful in the entire world and none could compare and I wanted to worship it day and night and-- &#034That is enough!&#034 she commanded and she left the lobby. The next few times were similar until a Wednesday afternoon when I received a small envelope. My body convulsed as I read her note within: &#034My place. 7pm tomorrow. 3360 Sherman Place, #317. Don't fucking be late!&#034 I had no idea what to expect nor how to dress. I waited an hour outside of her building. I wondered. I trembled. Dammmmmmmmit, she was taking over my existence. But, I couldn't help myself. I doubted anyone could. I rang her doorbell seven minutes early. She liked my promptness and equated it to worship. She was wearing a light blue nightie with white lace. Only with particular movements could I see her light blue and very thin panties. She offered a soda. I declined. She said the night was important and I wondered why. She said my worship would be tested. She stood. She turned. She pulled up her nightie. She pointed to the bare flesh at the sides of her thin panties and said, &#034Kiss! Kiss Alexander!&#034 I kissed and kissed and kissed some more, until she pulled away. &#034I told you that tonight is a test. It's important that you pass.&#034 She led me to her bedroom. Bedroom! Loni's bedroom! I was the loser-of-all-losers yet I --- me --- ALEXANDER! --- I was in Loni Anderson's bedroom! The men at the station ...
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