She does a couple more strokes with her hand while she licks just the tip. Looking up, she smiles at me, pleased that she made me this way. Standing up, she removes my shirt and I take her robe, tossing it on the couch. She removes her pajamas and places her warm body against mine.
Her skin is so soft and I caress it, feeling the goosebumps rise. I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. Lying her on the bed, I spread her legs to take a bite of her juicy fruit. She moans at the first touch of her clit. I suck it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue and slide a couple of fingers into her.
I love hearing her moan and shake to my touch. I drive my fingers in and out of her, while I tease her clit vigorously. She’s breathing heavily, squirming about on the bed. I feel her legs tighten and she arches her back, letting out a wail along with a stream of come, wincing from the movement of her shoulder.
“Should we stop?” I ask, fearful that it’s too much too soon.
She shakes her head at me and smiles. “No, keep going.”
I climb on top of her and slide myself into her well wet pussy. The warmth envelopes my dick and I can’t hold back the raging goliath that she awakened. Over and over, driving up into her and watching her tits bounce with every thrust, excites me beyond anything.
Tamara’s writhing in pleasure and continues to respond to my grunts with moans. I can feel my ass clench and every muscle follows suit. She shouts out, “Oh. My God,” while she’s letting out her juices, covering my dick.
I ram faster until I feel the white-hot light from the orgasm sear my nerves into a euphoric delight. Falling next to her, I just run my hand over her body.
Showing her my love and exploring her curves.