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| lolo | February 7, 2009, 9:13 am Post #1096 |
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they are so romantic together. And I am sure dave will be a good dad to their child |
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| Taimi | February 8, 2009, 8:42 pm Post #1097 |
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sorry, i know that some folks like ouysters but ,eww. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | February 9, 2009, 10:38 am Post #1098 |
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Chapter 295 Justis looked at his reflection in the mirror, adjusting his tie around his neck. I can't wait to go out with Teresa. Dad, you're the greatest, he chuckled to himself. He could feel his heart pound in anticipation, his hands shaking slightly as he checked his jacket for lint. Justis wore dark gray slacks and a matching jacket over a buttoned-down shirt, along with a red and gray striped tie. His long red hair shone like copper, hanging past his shoulders and halfway down his back, his hazel eyes glowing with eagerness. "Well, here goes nothing", he said to his reflection. Justis took one last look in the mirror and left the room, his heart thumping furiously in his chest. He knocked on the door of Dave's room, where Teresa was getting ready. "Si, que esta usted?", she asked. "Hola Teresita, son me, Justis", he replied. "Come in", she said eagerly. Justis took a deep breath and entered the room. A smile formed on his face when he saw her. Teresa wore a sky-blue taffeta dress that flattered her dark hair and olive skin, when she moved, the skirt made a sensuous rustling sound, her long legs moving gracefully. "Hi. You look great, Teresita", he said, a slight flush on her cheeks. Teresa giggled, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Gracias, usted tambien, esta muy guapo, mi querido", she said. Justis felt a shiver of desire go through him at her words. "That is so hot, I love it when you speak Spanish, it's a sexy language", he said, taking her hand and leading her downstairs. They took the elevator downstairs to the lobby. Justis led her to the hotel restaurant, some of the other guests smiling at them. Justis and Teresa were a striking couple: him tall, fair and redheaded, while she was slim and dark, her black hair and olive skin providing a contrast. "Table for two, please", Justis told the greeter. "Ja, follow me", he said, taking two menus and leading them inside. The restaurant was decorated in the same pleasant blue and sea-green as the rest of the hotel. A quartet on a small raised dais played soft jazz music as the people ate and talked. "Here is your table, your waiter will be with you shortly", said the greeter, handing them their menus and then leaving. Justis held out the chair for her before sitting down himself. He opened his menu and briefly glanced at the contents, peering over the top at her. She is so beautiful, he thought dreamily. Her dark head was bent as she perused the menu, her chin resting on her hand. A gleaming black curl came loose from her knot and fell to her shoulder, the curl just brushing the dusky skin. He took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on the menu. Justis couldn't get the image of her loose black curl out of his head, the simple sight arousing to him. Damn it, control yourself dude. We're both virgins, now is not the time. Wait, did I just think that?, he wondered. Justis and Teresa ate their food and talked quietly amongst themselves. He could barely taste his food, his heart pounding in his ears. His breath grew shallow and his pants suddenly felt tight, as he closed his eyes and tried to calm down. The waiter cleared away their plates and went to get the check. "Justis, are you all right?", she asked, concern in her voice. "Teresita, I want to take you upstairs and play guitar for you and then I wanna make out", he blurted out. "Ooh, me gusta, Justis", she giggled, as the waiter handed him a check. |
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| Taimi | February 9, 2009, 10:56 pm Post #1099 |
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whoa, Justis, slow down, dont freak her out. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | February 10, 2009, 10:56 am Post #1100 |
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Chapter 296 Justis paid for the dinner and took her hand, leading her out of the restaurant. "Justis, you are eager, si?", she chided. He blushed guiltily. "Sorry, Teresita. But I can't wait to make out", he mumbled. Teresa giggled and kissed his cheek, squeezing his hand. "Yo se', Justis. But be patient, I want to hear you play your guitar", she purred. Justis almost sighed with relief when the elevator stopped at their floor. He could hear Hannah Montana and Electra's laughter coming from Chris's room, as the men laughed with her. "Good, I don't want Electra barging in on us", he said, opening the door to their room and closing the door behind them. Justis carefully took off his suit jacket and hung it up in the closet, then unbuttoning his shirt and folding it, placing it in a drawer. He blushed when he saw Teresa looking at his bare chest, a wicked gleam in her dark eyes. "You look very handsome, Justis", she murmured. "Uh, thanks", he mumbled, hastily putting on a Dragonforce t-shirt. He grabbed a pair of jeans and went to the bathroom, the click of the lock loud in the room. What is wrong with Justis, is he all right?, she wondered. Lately, Teresa had been having certain thought about Justis. When they would make out, she found herself yearning for more than his kisses. But that is wrong, we are too young and Papa and Raul will not like that. But I want him, she thought, her eyes going wide at the realization. Justis emerged from the bathroom. He wore the black Dragonforce shirt and faded, torn jeans, his long red hair falling past his shoulders. In fact, he resembled Dave as a young man, except for the shy smile on his face. He walked over to his guitar case and opened it, picking up the new gray ESP. Justis strapped it on and tuned it, playing In Our Diabolikal Rapture by HIM, singing the lyrics: In our diabolikal rapture we live on and on And death keeps knocking at our door So we open the door And we die a bit more We're in love with death and we die on and on Won't you Close our eyes We'll be by your side In your heavenly rapture we die on and on And you keep waiting at our door Yes we open the door Let us die a bit more We're in love with you and we die on and on Won't you Close our eyes We'll be by your side Your love is the only thing I live for in this world Oh how I wait for the day your heart burns In these heavenly flames I have already scorched in I just want you to know I'll always be waiting His tenor was different from Ville's crooning baritone, but to Teresa it didn't matter. She watched spellbound as her boyfriend played his guitar and sang, his long graceful fingers moving the strings and his red hair flying about his face. Without missing a beat, Justis then played Don't Fear the Reaper, Teresa's voice joining his: All our times have come Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain We can be like they are Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper Baby I'm your man... Valentine is done Here but now they're gone Romeo and Juliet Are together in eternity... Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine happiness Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper Baby I'm your man... Love of two is one Here but now they're gone Came the last night of sadness And it was clear we couldn't go on The door was open and the wind appeared The candles blew and then disappeared The curtains flew then he appeared Saying don't be afraid Come on baby... And we had no fear And we ran to him... Then we started to fly We looked backward and said goodbye We had become like they are We had taken his hand We had become like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper Their voices blended together perfectly, harmonizing beautifully on the song. His fingers flew over the strings of the guitar, his hair burying his face as the music possessed him, the solo played with all the suppressed longing in his being. Justis finished playing, the last chord ringing in the air. He looked up into her face, the intensity in his hazel eyes turning them a tawny golden color, like cat's eyes. "Let's go make out, Teresita", he whispered huskily, the desire in his voice making her shiver. |
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| Taimi | February 10, 2009, 1:34 pm Post #1101 |
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awwl, ten love, how sweet. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | February 11, 2009, 2:25 pm Post #1102 |
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Chapter 297 Teresa felt her heart thump furiously in her chest when Justis led her over to the bed. She sat down at the edge of the bed and took off her shoes, her fingers trembling. "Relax, Teresita", he said reassuringly, putting a hand on her shoulder. Justis felt nervous himself, a jolt of desire hitting him in the stomach. Teresa looked up at him with wide brown eyes, soft with desire. Suddenly, she grabbed his collar and pulled his face down to hers, capturing his mouth in a fierce kiss. Justis was startled at first, but he returned the kiss, his heart fluttering with anticipation. The initial kiss was feathery-soft, the barest of caresses of their lips. They fell backwards onto the bed and continued kissing, their soft moans filling the air. Justis deepened the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck, adding more pressure against his mouth. Teresa sighed softly and parted her lips, his tongue slipping in between them. Their tongues toyed with each other as she tangled her fingers in his red hair, their kisses growing more frantic and passionate. Justis broke the kiss, his breathing heavy and his hazel eyes hazy with desire. He smiled at Teresa's flushed face and pink lips, a sweet smile on her face. "I don't want to ruin that pretty dress, Teresita", he whispered. She smiled coyly at him, reaching behind her to unzip her dress. The sound was loud in the room as the blue taffeta pooled at her feet, leaving her in a black satin slip. Justis unconsciously ran his tongue over his suddenly dry lips. The black satin fitted her body perfectly, emphasizing her curvy figure and long legs, her skin all gold and cream and her hair black as jet. "You are so beautiful, Teresita", he murmured. Justis quickly shed his t-shirt and tossed it aside, taking her into his arms. He captured her lips in a possessive, fiery kiss, his tongue probing against her lips. Teresa moaned at the contact and wrapped her arms around his neck, his tongue plunging in between her lips. They exchanged hot, passionate kisses, their tongues dancing together. She ran her hands down the muscles of his bare back, feeling the warm skin ripple under his touch. Justis groaned against her lips at her touch, savoring the sweetness of her mouth as he kissed her. She felt as though her body was melting with passion, his kisses intoxicating as heady wine. A tiny flame began to grow in her belly and her nipples felt hard against her slip, as she kissed him furiously. Justis broke the kiss, his chest heaving and his eyes golden with passion. His gaze was riveted to the front of her slip, her hard nipples poking against the black satin. A surge of desire went through him like a lightning bolt, leaving him breathless. Teresa smiled knowingly at him, sitting down on his lap. "I know, I feel the same way, verdad?", she teased. Before he could reply, she leaned over and kissed his lips... |
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| Lucifer's Angel | February 12, 2009, 11:17 am Post #1103 |
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Chapter 298 Justis felt his mind go blank when she kissed him, her tongue plunging inside his mouth. Their kiss was passionate and furious, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. She clutched onto his hair and kissed him with all the longing in her soul. Teresa broke the kiss and gave him a saucy smile, a gleam in her dark eyes. "Ese me gusto, pero quiero mas, Justis. Comprende, mi amor?", she teased. Justis felt as though the desire in his body would overwhelm him. "Teresa, I love it when you speak Spanish, it's so fucking sexy. I want you badly", he growled, his eyes turned dark brown with lust. "Si, yo sabe. Do you have a condom?", she asked huskily. Justis turned as red as his hair. "Uh, no. Sorry about that, Teresita", he mumbled shyly. Teresa chuckled and snuggled against him. "I understand, you are a good boy, verdad?", she chuckled. She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss, pushing the thin black straps of her slip down her shoulders. The tops of her breast were revealed, the creamy golden skin with just the hint of brown nipples showing. Justis took a deep breath and pushed the straps further down to reveal her breasts. "You are beautiful, Teresita", he murmured, gently touching a breast. Teresa was still, watching as Justis touched her breast. His guitar-calloused fingers were carefully exploring the warm, supple flesh, her soft breast a contrast to his fingers. He ran the pad of his thumb over her nipple, the little brown peak hardening at his touch as he ran his thumb across the stiff little bud. Teresa felt her heart skip a beat when he leaned over and kissed a breast. She let out the breath she'd been holding when his mouth fastened onto a nipple, his tongue running over the edge. "Si, me gusto", she sighed. Justis felt a surge of pride at her words, glad that she liked it. He continued licking and sucking on her nipple, his hand fondling it's twin. Teresa moaned as he suckled on her breast, her fingers running through his red hair. The pool of desire in her belly grew stronger in her belly, her heart racing with longing as he kissed her breasts, his red hair tickling her skin. Justis lifted his face from her breasts and smiled at her, his chest rising and falling with every breath. Teresa still sat on his lap, the slip halfway down her body and bunched up at the waist. Her black hair was in disarray around her flushed face and her eyes almost black with lust, her breasts trembling with every ragged breath. He blushed deep red when he felt the tightness in his pants, squirming on the bed. "I see you are uncomfortable, verdad? Let me help", she said. Justis watched with surprise and delight when Teresa wriggled out of his lap, unzipping his jeans. The sound was almost deafening in the room as his heart pounded in his ears, a chuckle coming from her throat. "Tu son un chico malo, Justis", she chided, seeing that he didn't wear underwear. "Um, it chafes", he muttered, his eyes going wide and a groan escaping his lips when she began to stroke him. Teresa carefully lifted his erection from his jeans and gently ran her fingertips across the pulsing shaft. He was warm and throbbing under her caresses, soft groans of desire coming from his mouth at her touch. "Fuck, that's good", he growled. Teresa kept stroking him, hearing his growls and whimpers with desire. She felt bold all of a sudden and bent her head, kissing the head of his erection. Justis' eyes flew open in shock, seeing her black curtain of hair move as she began to lick and suck on him. "Damn, that's good", he growled, running his fingers through her hair as she continued licking and sucking on him. Teresa heard his moans and sighs of pleasure, his fingers running through her hair as she sucked on him. Her mouth kissed the tip and her tongue flicked at it, running it over his shaft. She took more of him in her mouth and was rewarded by his loud moan of pleasure, his hands clutching tightly onto her hair. Justis felt like he was on fire. His hands clutched onto her hair as he thrust into her mouth, her lips and tongue working their magic on him. He felt close to his peak and growled low in his throat, his breathing choppy. "I'm coming, Teresa", he panted. Teresa felt him swell in her mouth as she tensed with anticipation. Justis growled her name and thrust one last time into her mouth, releasing his seed. Her eyes went wide at the sensation, tasting his cum. It was a bit salty but not unpleasant, moaning softly as she gently cleaned him. She carefully eased away from his mouth, licking her lips at the unfamiliar taste. Justis lay back on the bed with a blissful smile on his lips, his face flushed and his breathing heavy. "Wow, that was awesome. Can I return the favor?", he whispered. Teresa blushed as she snuggled into his arms. "Gracias, Justis. I saw it done on one of Raul's pornos, I wanted to do that to you, I've never done that before", she said, her cheeks turning bright red. "I've never had a blow job before, but I know that I liked it. I've never gone down on a girl before, but I'm going to return the favor sometime. Right now, let's get cleaned up before Dad and Kitty and Electra come back", he said, as they straightened their clothes. |
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| Verity | February 13, 2009, 12:44 am Post #1104 |
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damn, Justis moves quickly. He must get it from his old man.
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| Taimi | February 13, 2009, 1:25 am Post #1105 |
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nice chapters, Vanessa. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | February 13, 2009, 10:52 am Post #1106 |
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Glad to see you're back, Ashley Chapter 299 "I hope Justis and Teresa had a good time. Young love, ain't it grand?", joked Dave, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. "Justis is a good kid, most of the boys back in high school were chodes, it was like a Blink-182 song", she replied, shaking her head and making a face. "That's why I send the kids to Christian school, I want them to be good kids. Luckily, the nuns understood and let them go as an excused absence. I talked to Sister Mary Bernadette and Father George, they run the school. They're cool with students traveling with their parents, they say travel is the best education", he said, opening the door to their room. "What school do they go to?", she asked, intrigued. "They go to St. Ignatius Loyola Academy in La Jolla. It's one of the most prestigious schools in San Diego, they have high academic standards and are strict. It has an elementary school and a high school, they have boys and girls in separate classes", he explained, loosening his tie and taking it off. "Of course it's a good school, it's run by Jesuits. Any school run by the Jesuits is going to be good. Shane and I went to a Jesuit elementary school before going to regular high school", said Catriona, removing her gloves and placing them in their box. "I know Jesuits are a Catholic group, but what sort?", he asked, taking off his jacket and placing it back on the hangar. "They're a Spanish Catholic group formed by St. Ignatius Loyola during the Middle Ages. They were at one point the most powerful group in the Catholic Church, they had a lot of money and property. They were also renowned for their learning, they set up a lot of schools, especially in Catholic Europe and Latin America", she explained. "Kitty, sometimes I can't believe you're the same girl who's Revolver's Sexiest Woman of Metal or who sings in a metal band or had threesomes. How did you get so Catholic anyway?", he asked. Catriona rolled the stockings down her legs and took them off, sitting down on the bed next to him. "Sometimes I can't believe it myself. Mom insisted to dad that we would be raised Catholic, me and Shane were both baptized at Our Lady of Hope in El Cerrito. Mom's family are quite devout, one of her uncles was a priest in Inverness and so is her cousin. I remember meeting Cousin Stan when when we first went to Scotland, he's a priest. He was a young guy, he drank beer and watch soccer like a regular dude. We went to Sunday Mass with him, it was awesome, he did a sermon on the Prodigal Son. Mom and Mrs. Hammett attend the same church, St. Elizabeth's in El Sobrante. Sh became more religious after Dad died, she took us to Mass every Sunday and sent us to St. James Compostella Jesuit school. I've always liked going to church, I feel, just, at ease, you know? No matter how bad I feel, I feel much better after going to church, as good as I do after listening to Nightwish", she said, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Wow. I felt the same way when you took me to church in Warsaw. It's like this feeling of peace, you know? You leave your troubles behind, you feel better later. On Sunday, we'll be in Gothenburg, do you want to take the kids to Mass?", he asked. "Sure, if they don't mind. And the other guys are welcome to come along, if they want", she replied. "Okay, then. Let me untie that for you", he said, reaching for her hair clip. |
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| Taimi | February 13, 2009, 12:30 pm Post #1107 |
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wow, how informative, i never new what the difference was in Catholics. |
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| Verity | February 14, 2009, 12:54 pm Post #1108 |
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I found that very informative too and I even attended a Catholic school for a good while. Crazy, what one forgets over time. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | February 15, 2009, 1:34 pm Post #1109 |
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Chapter 300 Catriona sighed as Dave took the clip from her hair, careful not to snag the soft auburn hair. The bun came loose as the reddish mass fell down her back in loose waves, gleaming like melted garnets. Dave ran his fingers through the silky auburn hair, marveling at its softness. "Your hair is so beautiful and soft, like silk", he murmured, burying his face in her hair and inhaling the heady rose scent of her body. Catriona trembled slightly when he lowered the straps of her dress to reveal the tops of her breasts, the ripe, creamy flesh with just a hint of pink underneath. The edge of her nipple poked out from under the green velvet, beckoning to him. Dave brushed the hair away from her neck and planted a kiss on the soft skin, his lips nuzzling the pulse beating there. He smiled in triumph when it beat erratically under his lips, his tongue giving her a gentle lick. "Don't be skittish, Miss Kitty", he murmured against her flesh. Dave removed the rest of her gown, the green velvet pooling at her feet. He smiled hungrily when he saw she had only the tiniest green silk thong, the scrap of cloth more alluring that her nudity would have been. "I like it, very sexy there. Now why is a good Polish Catholic girl like you wearing such naughty underwear?", he teased. Catriona giggled and sat on his lap, her arms going around his neck and her breasts rubbing against his chest. "Dave, us Catholic girls have a naughty side too, you know", she teased. "And I love it. And I love you, Kitty Burton", he whispered, leaning over and kissing her lips. Catriona moaned into the kiss and probed between his lips with her tongue. Dave chuckled at her boldness as their tongues met, dancing together like entwined snakes. She moaned softly when his hand touched a breast, the nipple hardening under his touch. Dave's lips left hers as he leaned down, nuzzling her breast with his lips. Catriona shivered at the delicate caress, moaning when he began to lick and suck on her nipple. He closed his eyes and savored the feel of the hard pink peak in his mouth, his tongue running over the tip. Dave could feel her fingers running through his hair and hear her soft sighs as he suckled at her breasts. The delicious rose scent of her body was intoxicating to him as he feasted on her breasts, groaning when he felt her ass rub against his groin. Dave kissed each breast one last time and lifted his face from her cleavage. He smiled at the soft hazy look in her eyes, gently kissing her nose. "You smell like roses, Miss Kitty. I'll never think of roses again without thinking about your breasts", he murmured, as she blushed. "And your skin is like roses when you blush", he chuckled. "And you're a bit overdressed, Dave. Let me return the favor", he said. Dave's heart beat in anticipation when she gently pushed him back on the bed. Catriona gave him a saucy grin and kissed his lips, her hands reaching for the fly of his pants. The only sound in the room was the zipper being unfastened as she eased it down his lap. "Too bad you're not going commando. Oh well", she laughed. Dave watched with bated breath as she removed his underwear and tossed it aside. Catriona gently stroked him and smiled when he growled with lust. "Patience, you bad boy", she teased. His breath came out in a rush when she bent his head and kissed the head of his erection, before taking him in her mouth. "Oh yeah, Kitty", he groaned. Catriona just smiled and continued sucking on him, her tongue flicking at the head and around the shaft. Dave closed his eyes and growled, his fingers tangled in her auburn waves. The silky texture of her hair felt good against his skin, the auburn strands tickling his thighs as she sucked on him. Dave held her face down on his erection and groaned and cursed under his breath, feeling ready to burst. "I'm coming, Kitty", he growled. Instead of swallowing, Catriona lifted her face from his groin just as he came. Globs of cum landed on her face as she purred happily, licking up some of it and smiling like a Cheshire Cat. Dave caught his breath, his eyes wide. "Wow, I didn't know you were that kinky, Kitty. That is hot", he panted. Catriona had wiped away most of his cum, some of it still sticking to her hair and some landing on her breasts. "I wanted to try something different, Dave. I didn't know if you wanted to cum on my face, so I decided to try anyway", she replied. "That is hot, Kitty. I'm normally not into that stuff, but I liked it. What about you?", he asked. Catriona hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs, tossing them aside. She positioned herself above his face and parted her legs, a coy smile on her face.. "What do you think, Dave?", she purred. Dave reached up and ran a finger across her open slit. The auburn curls were moist and clinging to the hot, pink flesh. She whimpered and tried to bring his finger deeper into her body, her soft whimpers becoming louder. "Fuck, you're wet. Sit on my face, Kitty", he said, his voice thick with lust. With shaking legs, Catriona lowered herself to his face. A soft moan escaped her lips as he kissed the patch of auburn curls, his tongue slipping inside her. "You're delicious", he murmured. Dave's tongue gave her aroused pink flesh tiny flicks, tasting her sweetness. She moaned as his strong hands grasped her hips and his lips and tongue explored her, her body rocking against his mouth. Catriona sobbed in pleasure as his lips and tongue worked on her, his hands keeping her body still. Each flick of his tongue and kiss of his lips was like a tiny electrical spark, every nerve in her body on fire and pulsing with need as he gorged on her sweet flesh. His tongue flicked against that bundle of nerves as her climax drew nearer, her breathing harsh and erratic. "Oh Dave, oh yes, ohh!", she cried out, the pleasure surging through her as her vision went black. Dave gave her a few final licks before gently easing her off his face. "You taste so good, Kitty. You don't owe me, eating pussy is one of my favorite things. Especially if it's yours", he chuckled, placing a hand between her legs possessively. Catriona blushed at his words, her cheeks turning pink. "Dave, that sounds like something from a porno. Hmm, I like it when you talk dirty", she teased. "Thank you, I aim to please. And I love it when you blush, it's cute. I hope the kids didn't hear us. Let's get some rest so we can do something tomorrow", he said, kissing her cheek and turning off the light. |
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| Taimi | February 16, 2009, 12:07 am Post #1110 |
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*jealous of Kitty* |
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