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~ TROPICAL DELIGHT Chapter 4
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~ TROPICAL DELIGHT Chapter 4 Your next conscious thought is that all of your clothes are gone, and the warm ocean breeze feels good as it caresses your skin. But not as good as her tongue. Or her hands. Your mouths are fused together, and each of you is busily stroking the other. Her hand finds your cock, her fingers wrap around it and squeeze gently. You thrust your tongue into her mouth slowly, mimicking the rhythm that will come later. You sit on the edge of the hammock, and then pull her down across your body. The hammock swings wildly for a minute, and you both laugh breathlessly. Then she is crawling around like a cat, and curling herself around you in a cozy 69. The musky scent of wet pussy fills your nostrils, and then you feel a sudden warmth as her lips close around just the head of your cock. Her mouth is hot, and her tongue is surprisingly agile. You figure you had better get to work, yourself, before you can't concentrate any more. She wriggles a little and sighs as your tongue goes to work. You realize that you are now directing the action. You lick the length of her slit, and she licks the length of your cock. You tease only her clit, and she goes back to just the head. Your tongue slips into her pussy, and she deep-throats you. Soon you are both just sucking on each other, as if to draw out every ounce of nectar. She moans, and you feel the vibrations in her throat thrum through your whole body. You need to distract her, or it will all be over too soon. You wrap your lips around her clit, and begin to suck ever so gently. She rears up, head thrown back, and then grinds against your face as the juices start to pour. "Don't stop, don't stop.....oh god, don't ever stop...." Her wish is your command. Finally her thighs loosen their death grip on your head. You push gently, and she rolls to the side like a limp ragdoll. You sit up in the hammock, setting it swaying, and study the lovely figure beside you. Long, luscious legs; a dusting of brown hair at the junction of her thighs (but none between them, as you very well know); flat stomach; nice round breasts with dark pink tips. Her hair is tangled around her face, some of it falling through the cording of the hammock to brush across the deck. Her breasts rise and fall as she struggles to catch her breath, and you are mesmerized by the motion. You reach out to stroke the smooth skin, and her eyes open wide, shining with banked passion. Her tongue flicks out to moisten her lips, and you remember the great pleasure it gave you. |
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Mmmm so hot....missing the islands right now....
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