1. Almond Girl


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

    reduced him to a shivering bundle of abject need. A low, muttering growl rose from his throat as he raised his free hand and rained three hard spanks across her naked ass. And instead of plunging the blunt dome of his cock into the flushed maw of her pussy, he gripped her cheeks and buried his face between them, sliding his tongue up her tangy, syrup-coated slit and over her tight rosette. After the first swipe of his tongue, he became consumed with hunger, lapping hard and deep at her dripping slit. “I will fucking devour everything you’re made of,” he growled, knowing she’d understand his intent, if not the words. He brought both hands to her cheeks and peeled her open like a piece of ripe, exotic fruit, pulling up his left so abruptly it yanked her right wrist by the chain, causing her to lose her purchase in the sand. She faltered again, barely keeping herself up on her one, free hand. And when Jagger began laving her starbud with his tongue, stabbing wetly at her taut aperture, she finally lowered her face to the ground and moaned into the sand. The mist kept moving, growing thicker as it sifted into the underbrush. The old woman kept on chanting. Jagger thrust his fingers into the almond girl’s pussy until her body was beginning to shiver and rock again. He rose upright and swung his open palm across her supple ass three more times. Then he grasped his cock and plugged his bulbous knob into the gap between her lips. As he began to drive his shaft deeply into her pussy, ...
    her tone softened dramatically. With one cheek pressed against the sand, the husky growls and feline mewling transformed into a whispery sing-song of whatever her native language was. She began talking to the ground, her voice tightening with tension for brief moments and then lightening back into a softer twang. The old woman kept on with her droning at the same time. It almost sounded as if they were having a conversation except for the striking difference in the tenor of their languages. The girl’s pussy gripped and squeezed Jagger’s driving cock like nothing he’d ever felt before. He kept a strong, steady pace as he fucked her, never driving himself to pound and thrust with the same force with which his blood was coursing through his body. Instead, he slid the full length of his voracious cock into her slippery core with a sweeping dance of his hips, as if he were merely using his cock to massage her body from inside. He glanced briefly at the old woman. Her chanting droned on while her eyes were closed. Behind the drifting veil of mist, she had a dreamlike quality, a muted visage as if she weren’t completely there. Jagger had no idea what she was talking about, but the cadence of her chant was a prayerful comfort. It was like a blanket of peace around the fire raging at the juncture of his body with the almond girl’s. It seemed as if her voice were connected to the mist somehow. The American doctor turned his gaze back on the girl, his eyes drifting back and forth from ...
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