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Picnic

... firmly by the shaft and moved forward, her lips parting to take me inside. The champagne was cool inside her hot mouth and as she took more of me in, some of it ran down to my balls to make room. She swished the mushed up fruit and wine around the head of my cock with her tongue and then took me about half way in. She held me there and began to jack me off slowly, her little hand grasping my rod with long, firm strokes. She still held my gaze as she stroked me, my cock in her mouth, her eyes laughing. I gripped her hard by the back of her head and thrusted a few times, erupting into her mouth. She was quickly overwhelmed by my massive load overwhelmed her mouth, trickling out of the corners of her mouth. Her eyes glistened with the joy with the flavor of the strawberry, the champagne and my cum mixing in her mouth. She drank as much as she could as my cum shot wildly into her mouth and down the back of her throat. The pleasure overwhelmed me and I drifted on the tide of ecstasy, the sun bright across my face and warm against my chest and followed its rays up into the trees and into the blue sky. I came back down as I felt her warm body move up mine. I held her close. She smiled and cuddled in. I kissed her deeply, tasting on her lips the scent of the strawberry mixed with champagne and cum. “I don’t think I’ll ever look at strawberries the same way again,” Kelly smiled.