Sally-Ann's Rain Man - Sex Stories

Sally-Ann's Rain Man

... and licking me all over, especially my breasts, licking and sucking, tasting and probing with his marvelous lips and tongue. My head was thrown back, my eyes closed shut…my god it felt so good. I could feel the moistness between my legs flowing anew as he worked his way down to my stomach before arriving to that final destination. I was caressing his back and shoulders with my hands, feeling the muscles moving underneath his skin. “Mm, I can smell you, Kitten. I can smell the sweet nectar of your flower that I tasted mere minutes ago.” I was so aroused now I could hardly stand it as Thomas got on top of me, supporting his weight with his arms. My wet pussy welcomed his cock as he entered me, slowly and carefully until his cock filled my entire uterus with his balls caressing the lips of my flower. Thomas made love to me slowly and gently, his cadence and thrusts increasing in force as he sensed my second orgasm was rising. My hips were gyrating as I thrust them forward to welcome his cock, slowly at first and then frantically thrashing as I moaned and squirmed moaning and talking softly “never too many kisses.....never to many kisses.” Thomas was timing his orgasm with mine; the only sound he made was a low growl in his throat as he pumped his rich, creamy seed deep into my pussy, our orgasms mere seconds apart. When my Rain Man rolled off, I turned to face while he shifted to get close and cuddle. I rubbed Thomas’s face and ran my fingers through his hair and he sighed moving closer, closing his eyes. I adore babying him like this; what a sweet little boy he must have been” Don’t fall asleep on me,” I warned as I continued petting him, “we need to talk first.” “Yes ma’am.” “The glider can wait. We need to be up and showered by ten in the morning and ready to leave. We’re going to the Renaissance Fair...........” +