Tasting the good FLESH

Ah! I had never tasted this, even for my prostatic orgasms, I was going to melt. As for pleasure, I walked in the clouds but my dwarf was half-extinct and was dying. He had been ignored for the benefit of sister, who had long been waiting with lust for to be invided.
Selmi continued her operation painstakingly: she turned me over, she sucked my breasts, bit them, licked my navel: Blows of tongues and kisses everywhere except on my gnome. As she was groping me and my hands were free, I could take care of her, her rod. I stood on one side and grabbed his drill of my hungry lips: it was more delicious than before: was it the salty taste of his precum that I had plucked by sucking his glans. “So it was my mouth that was, for good, raped first,” I murmured. I loved the sensation of a dick in my mouth: not like the inert rubbers. She on me in 69, I could easily see her kit I was gently fingering. It was appetizing between those inviting buttocks, so I just had to spread them. My conqueror that I was still savoring was really stiff, I felt small pulse there. Another new sensation in my mouth. My LORDESS stood up and commanded me, “on your 4 feet!”. I obeyed immediately. Now she was behind me, she grabbed me by my buoys and pulled my hips towards her, forcing me to bend like a pussy stretching forward... She began to rub her conquistador between my thighs walking her glans at the entrance of my cave and my hanging soft purses. She reintroduced her finger by spilling what little lub was left but I refused to let her put on more; I wanted to feel and feel every second. She placed the loukoumi at the mouth of my crater and pushed it a little... I went crazy... it was like the flame of a torch cauterizing a wound. Then she pushed the totality by small advance. She remained motionless for a few moments and then began hammering; light blows followed by a great drilling shock in the deepest while Selmi pulled me backwards through my shoulders to make me live the shaking. Otherwise she was groping my breasts by cruelly pinching my nipples. I no longer knew where I was between pain, pleasure, fever, sweat...