YOU WON’T LET ME DO ANYTHING - Sex Stories

YOU WON’T LET ME DO ANYTHING

... my best ever erection. I was wrong. That ice and your tongue has given me my best ever erection.”

“Is that so? What can I do to make it even better? Perhaps I could ...,” she said leaving the question unfinished and hanging in the air and deftly inserting an ice block into her love canal.

“Try this and see how it feels,” she smiled as she mounted him. “Can you feel the ice on the tip of your cock? Can you? Tell me!”

He was barely able to murmur a reply as she exquisitely slid her smooth suntanned body up and down the full silky length of his fully engorged cock as they both watched in the mirror.

“Are you starting to get an inkling by now just what doing anything means?” she asked as she took another ice block and applied it with her left had to his balls as she expertly slid up and down his cock and squeezed him with muscles he never realised that a woman had. “Are you?”

“You really are a star performer. And you can really fuck! I won’t last much longer.”

“I think you will,” she said as she eased off of his cock and stroked his cock with a fresh ice block, causing him to wilt a little.

One of the things that doing anything means is making it last to the point of absolute ecstasy,” she smiled as she put another ice block in her mouth and starting sucking him to his full girth again. And then another ice block up her love canal and on top of him again and in full control as she expertly used her love muscles to drive him to his ultimate orgasm.

“Was that good? want some more tomorrow before I go back to London? Are you starting to understand what doing anything means.”