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Almond Girl

Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

sigh, arching his hips while he reached for her bare flank. He squeezed her ass briefly before reaching between her thighs and dragging his fingers along her slit. She was slick with honey, her lips and clit already swollen with heat as he massaged her. His precum oozed heavily over her searching fingers, mixing with her own juices as she began sliding her hand up and down his solid shaft with a tight grip. She faltered awkwardly, the chain restricting her movement as she lowered her face toward his cock and ran her wet tongue up the long underbelly of his cock. The old woman started talking again. Her voice almost hushed, as if she were chanting something spiritual. Reluctantly, Jagger drew his hand away from the soft, wet folds of the almond girl’s pussy and gripped his cock, lifting it for her so she could encircle it with her lips and stroke him with her mouth. As she began sucking up and down his stalk in a patient rhythm, he paused to suck her juices from his fingers and reached for her pussy again. A low hum emanated from her throat while he massaged that heavy dew over her sex lips and upper thighs. The aging native woman’s chant droned on while a mist began forming over the river and slowly drifted onto the bank and into the jungle. Jagger felt the almond girl’s stroking suck in every cell of his body, and when his finger slipped inside her, she moaned heatedly around his aching cock but never paused. When he pushed in the second, thrusting both fingers deep and ... curling them to massage her inner velvet, she rose up off his cock and uttered a howling gasp. The old woman paused in her chanting only long enough to indulge a brief cackle. The girl looked all but oblivious to her while Jagger massaged her sweet spot until the walls of her sheath contracted around his fingers. Her hips rolled as she brought her hands to her breasts, rattling the chain on her right wrist as she squeezed the mounds of flesh. As ravenous as he was to feel his throbbing cock swallowed up in the snug, wet heat of her pussy, Jagger would have happily lain there as he was merely to watch the way she moved and winced around her release. But after the first one, she dropped to her hands and knees, rocking her hips in needful invitation. With their hands chained, it was a delicate dance moving their bodies into position. The almond girl’s mewling whimpers in anticipation of being filled with his cock were driving Jagger’s need to a level he’d never known before. She was hunkered in the sand with her knees planted wide apart. Her pussy was puffed and swollen like a piece of fruit ripened to the point of splitting its own skin. Her lips were wet. Distended yet barely parted while the tiny pucker of her starbud lay exposed between the fully rounded spheres of her ass. Jagger had wanted to fuck her from in front. To see her face. Have her mouth at his beck and call. Feel the hot press of her breasts and thickly aroused nipples against his chest. But the sight of her now ...