Nothing like a little fan made erotica…hot hot…Enjoy
He arrives in a 3-piece suit, silk tie, French cuffs, and cuff links, dress shoes. She arrives in the briefest of tasteful skirts, plunging top, and stiletto platform heels. She’s the vision of a beguiling sun-kissed nymph. They embrace, smolder, and melt into passionately intertwined limbs, hands and tongues.
Slowly, their evening wear burns away as their heat bursts into flame. He lays her flawless naked body down and spreads her legs to expose her silky smooth pubis and blushing labia to the open air. He bows down and plows her plush labia with his tongue, presses her clit between his lips. Her back arches, her engorged labia blossom. Palming her phat upturned cheeks, he splays her thighs further apart and digs in, gently pressing his face against her labia with what can only be called reverence. Her pussy rises and falls against his face, anointing him with her warm gushing goodness.
With eyes closed as if in prayer, he drinks in her pussy juices and sighs; he inhales deeply to take in her musk; his nostrils flare and quiver as he savors this ethereal moment too soon lost forever. She obliges his supplications, squirming her pussy firmly against his face. His tongue augurs its way past her anus and as deep into her anus as it can reach. Slowly his tongue retreats to generously swab her perineum before curling into her vagina and flicking against her clit. She cums on his face, making it slick with her creaminess. He smiles and rolls onto his back.
Fluidly, she takes his huge hardening shaft in her right hand, caresses his scrotum in her left, feeling their heat and weigh, knowing those testicles are heavy with the seed she she’ll soon carry in her womb with its potential to grow. Her full lips bob up and down his shaft, making it glisten and throb. Her golden hair lashes his thighs as her bobbing head picks up speed.
She greedily, desperately, tries to lodge the entire length and girth in her throat. Not possible, but she tries anyway. She always does. His cock hardens and scrotum tightens with every touch of her hands, hair, lips, and tongue.
Finally, she drags his BBC back and forth across her beautiful face. She smiles, coyly kisses his spongy glans, then rises on one knee to guide his glans past the folds of her sopping wet labia and into her womb. Soon that glans will thump against her cervix and ejaculate into her womb. This is how the flames build when Mandy and Will retreat into their own world.