He lay down along her smooth white body, her red dress rustling up about him. His hips jerked excitedly as he pillowed his face in the soft breasts her hands presented to him. Trembling, he moved his mouth from one firm mound to the other and back again, pulling at her engorged n*****s with his lips and tongue, his teeth, feeling her respond.
Alan cradled this dear stranger’s bare shoulders possessively as he f****d her, striving between her sleek young thighs. He licked his way along her collarbone and neck, up her exposed throat and smooth jar. He kissed her cheeks tenderly, and as he pushed his face higher, their tongues twined dreamily, sloppily…as they kissed each other and wallowed together in the musky garden of Janet’s tangy p***y. It was more arousing than he could have believed.
