Throwing off her shoes, Scarlett walked barefoot past me, pretending not to notice my presence. She even lightly touched the penis, as if casually and casually. I understood that this is an element of our game and only smiled in response, inhaling the smells of her perfume and body. Scarlett walked over to the dresser, turning her back to me. She began to remove the rings from her fingers, leaving me to admire her back and neck. The neck was perfectly visible, because now she wears a short light haircut. I love short haircuts, because both the neck and the ears are in sight. Both are very sensitive erogenous zones in many women, and especially Scarlett.
I knew that she was waiting for my approach, barely perceptibly shaking her hips in a tight skirt. Having a little admired the attractive forms of my goddess, I came closer. My penis screamed that I pressed closer to her ass, feeling the elasticity of the buttocks. Restraining myself, I just lightly touched the head of the black matter member of the dress. erotic stories Putting my hands on her wide hips, I began to lightly kiss her back, in the hollow between the shoulder blades. My tongue loved this delicate skin with all its irregularities and Scarlett’s natural body odor. The penis immediately reacted, springingly straining from the root itself.
She shuddered, gasping hoarsely, and goose bumps ran through the open skin of her back and arms. Despite the fact that my touch was expected, her body still regurgitated, which aroused me even more. Not finding the strength to hold back any longer, I gently pressed my cock against the inviting elasticity of the buttocks. The mistress of the buttocks, approving this maneuver, gave way to meet, playing with her hips. The friction started, so long awaited for my penis, and especially for the sensitive head. Tearing off the delicious heels from the floor and pushing off with the fingers of the feet, she managed to create a noticeable amplitude of movements.
Not stopping caressing her tongue and lips on her back, I climbed higher, up to the neck. Scarlett craned her neck, tilting her head slightly to one side. My lickings began to haunt her more and more, she began to publish a little audible moaning, her body, relaxing, slightly trembling under my every movement. My hands went up to the waist and the right one had already climbed into the cut of the dress. I felt a warm and soft chest with my fingertips. Scarlett leaned on the chest with her hands, allowing me to caress myself and satisfy my first gust of lust.
The excitement grew and I transferred the activity of my tongue to her ear. She immediately threw her head back a little, approaching me. Scarlett's back turned gracefully arched, my ass continued to rub against my cock, and I penetrated my head with my tongue. A multitude of nerve endings acted quickly, her moans and bends intensified. I pressed the member, swollen from excitement between her buttocks, more and more intensively, continuing to rub in time with her movement. Scarlett, without restraining pleasure, made languid sounds in her charming voice. Both of my hands have already penetrated under the folds of the dress, being completely on her breasts. Gently squeezing them, I stopped on the swollen papillae, pulling and slightly pulling them off.
I penetrated my tongue into her ear when I felt her left hand on my ass. Her fingers stuck into the buttock, pressing my flesh even more strongly into her ass right through the dress. Feeling the imminent approach of the eruption, with one hand I pressed her back completely to me, slightly pressing down on my stomach in front. I also had to distract from her ear, because in those seconds I could only think about the approaching explosion. Scarlett obediently pressed against me, strained her ass. We were moving faster and faster. Squeezing her breasts tightly with her palms, I felt the sperm begin to beat the fountain upstairs, irrigating her dress and skin of the back cheerfully. Continuing to rub hard, I was relieved. I poured it abundantly with seed on my back and on my belly, I understood that this was only the beginning.
Having finished the eruption, I slightly pulled away from her, giving Scarlett the opportunity to straighten up. Without turning my face to me, she put her hand to my testicles, gently stroking them, as if checking whether I had shaved my scrotum well. Then the hand slid higher up the shaft, smeared in the semen. Turning quickly to me and grabbing my protruding organ with her hand, she looked into my eyes, wiping the head with her hand and collecting more seed in her palm. I shuddered from her every movement, not daring to step back. Scarlett left my penis, raising a hand smeared with sperm to her face.
The member was still standing, she spread her legs and pressing her crotch to me, protected by panties and a dress, squeezed some more out of my household. At the same time, Scarlett did not stop looking into my eyes and, grinning, slowly licked the sperm from her hand, opening her mouth wide. “Hi, honey,” Scarlett whispered, throwing her hair back elegantly, and went into the shower. I smiled, imagining how I would love this wonderful, magical woman for the next few hours, finishing at least three more times in different positions and circumstances. Stepping on the tracks of her neat legs, I headed for the shower room.