So, heres the deal. Over spring break I was at this little party at my girls condo in Florida. After a night of much drunken debauchery , flirting and teasing these guys with no mercy, slipped away to the Veranda to finish my drink and plot my next move…;)
I mustve relaxed so much I actually began to doze for a few minutes….me knees bent, and my tiny little sundress up around my waist.
Well, I awoke to this fantastic feeling of a tongue and lips softly working over my hard little clit and lapping up my juices. Poor Jose’! He could stand it no more, and had followed me out back, just waiting for the chance to taste my treasures!
I began to moan, and forgot that I still had my drink in my hand, and as i slipped my fingers around each nipple, my glass crashed to the floor.
We both jumped up and ran for the back gate finding ourselves on the secluded moonlit beach, as people began to decend on the back patio. We went down to the ocean, the waves gently kissing the sand as me swept me up and layed me out onthe sand. He pushed my little dress up and began to lick and suck on my tits, his hands carressing every inch of me, his fingers toying with my pussy, inching me closer and closer to orgasm. Next thing I know, he has slipped out of his shorts and his massive cock and balls are pressing against my lips and chin, as his face disappears between my thighs and the magic begins!! no man has ever eaten my pussy with such enthusiasm, and i returned the favor by working that cock of his over in my mouth until he shot his load deep into my throat, shuttering and stiff as a board, howling like a wild wolf under the moon!!! he colapsed between my legs, but I wasnt done with him yet! I rolled out from under him, turning him over, and slidding my swollen pussy down his rod.
His eyes grew wide, and then rolled to the back of his head as I bounced myself to climax again, my huge tits in his face with his mouth so hungry , devouring my nipples. I felt him tense up one last time as his cum filled my pussy, and I fell to the sand beside him panting. The tide began to rise, washing over us, cleansing us of our”sin”. When we got back inside, noone questioned why we were soaking wet and covered in sand from head to toe! Must be they already knew the answer! ~~wink~~
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Ok, I admit it.. the tabloids are aguilty pleasure of mine. With all of this Michael Jackson stuff… I think I may have a touch of Jungle feever!! Well to be fair, for those of you that know me[biblically and otherwise, lol!] You know how much I love to watch that huge thick black meat sliding inand out of my pussy, stretching the tiny thing to the limit!! Oh and dont get me started on my azzzz!!
