Contract Hit Man 8 - Sex Stories

Contract Hit Man 8

... giggled and slapped me on the ass as I left. I went into Lucy’s bedroom. She was wearing a see-through white gown. The white over her brown skin was alluring as were the protrusions jutting out from her chest as was the blonde patch of hair covering her treasure and my haven. “Do you like?” “I’ve always liked, but you do look special in that gown.” “Why don’t you drop your shorts and show me that baby maker of yours?” “I will if you’ll remove the gown.” We both took off what little clothing we had. “What’s your pleasure?” I asked “I don’t know there are so many choices.” “If you don’t decide then I’ll do it for you,” I said. “You like multiple stimulations.” “That’s true.” “What’s you favorite,” she asked. “You don’t know that by now?” “There are the two you like best. One is for me to ride you in the female superior position. And the other is for me to lie on the bed with my head hanging over the edge so I can suck your cock and you can play with my titties and then my pussy.” I smiled at her. “You're right and why don’t we begin with the second and end with the first.” She laughed. “I should have known you would make this a marathon.” “A marathon but one we both enjoy and maybe create a baby.” Assume the position, I jokingly asked her. Lucy laid on the bed, with her head hanging off the edge and her long blonde hair dangling on the floor. Her beautiful sun tanned breast draped down and to the side. “I can’t get over how sexy you look in that position.” I moved to the bed, ...

... bent at the waist, and fondled her breasts. They were soft and smooth and felt like a water-filled balloon. I inched forward and took her left nipple into my mouth and gently sucked. She reached out took my hard-on and ran her tongue over and around the crown. Increasing the pressure on her nipple made her moan, “Ooh” “You like that, don't you?” She stopped licking the tip of my cock, “Yes, I love you to suckle on my teats.” I switched from one nub to the other but was more aggressive with my licking and sucking. “That’s nice,” I said as she took about a third of my shaft into her mouth. I changed nipples again sucking on one and fondling the other. At the same time, I bobbed my staff in and out of her mouth. She grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper into her throat. I gritted my teeth and moaned, “Oh, you have a great mouth and set of tits.” Pulling on my ass, she took almost its entire length before she gagged and withdrew so she wouldn’t choke. Releasing her teats, I kissed my way to her tummy button, and to her blonde covered snatch. At the same time, I increased the speed but not the depth of my thrusting. I stopped to listen to her bobbing back and forth on my erection and to smell the sweet fragrance stemming from her pussy. She moaned, “Augh, that tastes so good but my jaws are aching,” as she spit me out of her mouth. I moved my face through the jungle of her pubic hair and rubbed my chin and lips back and forth across her slit. “Ooah, Paul, that feels so good.” I used ...