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A Hand-fasting

... cool air onto his rampant skin. When she fell to her knees and started to kiss his cock Andy knew that this was where things were going to happen, that he had no control over her lust. Her warm mouth and lips played expertly on his bell end and his shaft. Scarlet used a hand to gently work up and down his cock as, every few strokes, she would plunge her head, allowing Andy deep into her throat. He loved that. He loved the gentle warmth of her tongue. He loved the slow kisses. He loved the wanking whilst Scarlet sucked gently. He loved it all and felt he could stay there forever. “Would she really mind if we just did this? If I just cum in her mouth and watch it dribble from her lips as she comes to kiss me?” he thought. But he longed to hear her pant and breathe heavily. He longed for the reward of her gasps as he brought her to climax. The thoughts in his head sent a long groan of pleasure. He dropped down to face her and again they kissed. This time she pushed him onto his back and then returned her mouth to his cock once more. He lay back and enjoyed the luxury of a blow job in the woods. Scarlet moved herself to sit astride his face. Andy pushed her skirt up, never surprised to find Scarlet wearing no underwear. From her pussy lips hung the love egg’s string. He used his fingers to pull on it a little and delighted in Scarlet’s moan. They had played with these before and he knew she liked to have them tugged, harder and harder, until they came out of her. He used his ...

... tongue on her clit and her lips, his fingers brushing her vulva. The wetness of her pussy had its own taste he loved. His cock went deep into her throat again and he cried out just as he tugged the love eggs from her. Scarlet felt in heaven. A long hard cock inside her mouth, lips and tongue around her pussy and toys working her to ecstasy – all with the cool breeze and dappled light of the woods. The memory of Mel’s kisses, of her face as Scarlet writhed with her orgasm welling up inside her. She took Andy’s cock deeper still as his fingers played further into her pussy, a pussy still alive from the love eggs. She released him from the depths of her throat as her body began to tremble. One hand wanking him fast, she used her saliva to glide it as his fingers worked her clit and explored her arse. She looked up into the woods. Andy slid a finger covered in her juices into her rosy hole. As he lapped at her pussy and licked at her clit, he settled in. Scarlet loved this. The initial invasion of fingers into her back-door was never uncomfortable. That would come later and as she thought of what was to follow she felt anticipation building in her belly. “Fuck me Andy. Fuck my arse!” she said a little too loudly for a whisper. She was lost in the moment. Paying no attention to the wet wanting cock in front of her face, the only thing happening was her building climax. Andy used two fingers in place of one; he slid two into her pussy as he licked the space between each entrance to ...