His hands were again on her breasts, teasing her nipples.His tongue was loving her center. Wind was dusting them with raindrops. Thunder was rolling overhead. Lightning struck again. His kiss struck. Her climax struck.For what seemed like an hour, the storm was all within her. Then her feet were back on the ground. She was held in his encircling arms. The sounds of the thunder was less, and seemed to be behind them.She stood and leaned on the back of the couch to see it recede. He stood behind her, wearing only his slacks. His arms hugged her, his hands held her breasts, his fingers teased her nipples. These had hardened again. Without taking her eyes from the storm, she reached back to tug at his belt. He moved back, but returned a minute later with his trousers and shorts out of the way. He guided her hand to his stiffening cock.After a minute playing with it, she leaned further forward and reached between her legs. He eased his rod into her slit as slowly as possible. Half way. John told me to “come here” and I stepped forward. John kissed me again, hungrily and manly; I felt consumed by John’s mouth and hands. John had grasped my ass through my jeans and squeezed firmly. John pulled my t-shirt over my head and gently pushed down on my shoulders.I’d watched plenty of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful girl desired and sluttish pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my knees. I saw Johns shirt and then before me was a pair of boxers clearly hiding an erection. I looked up at John and then back at his boxers and reached out and grabbed his waistband. I pulled his boxers down and John’s semi erect cock bounced into view in front of my face.I paused, taking in the sight of another man’s cock and John took hold of it; pulling his foreskin back. John placed his other hand on the back of my head and I found my head moving towards John’s cock. I opened my mouth and found my mouth full. My senses were assaulted by the taste of.
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