Come, my lady - Sex Stories

Come, my lady

My lady, come sit on my face and let me pull apart the lace, and with my lips I would replace them on your pouting pussy. Come sit my lady and encase, between your warm thighs sweet embrace, my ever eager smiling face, before your pouting pussy. And your sweet lips I'd gently kiss. An opportunity I'd not miss to slip my tongue in the abyss of your hot pouting pussy. Upon my face then you would sit, as my nose nuzzles at your clit, and I would savour every bit of your sweet pouting pussy. My inhibitions I've debased, for it would be a shame to waste one single solitary taste of your moist pouting pussy. My tongue gets put to many uses as it gladly help produces lots of hot delicious juices, from your pouting pussy. Over my face you are kneeling. I tongue you hard as you are squealing. there's no sight that's more appealing, than your pouting pussy. I don't mind if you get rough, and press down with your aching muff, because I just can't get enough, of your wet pouting pussy. I beg you lady, please succumb. I reach around and I grip your bum and delve in deep to lick the cum, from your delicious pussy.