| "It is." She took a strawberry out of the bowl sitting next to the champagne caddy sitting on the table."A couple of questions before we start though." "Shoot,"he responded. She trapped him in the chair as she straddled him. She bit into the strawberry; her luscious heart shaped lips wrapped around the strawberry. "I can see you've played this game before." "Beginner's luck,"she partook of the remainder of the berry. The juices dripped delicately toward the ample cleavage presenting itself to him. "Something wrong?"She toyed feeling the first signs of stirring in his black slacks. "Not a thing,"as his tongue drove upward toward her awaiting lips only to be disheartened by his return to the formations in front of him. "Doing okay there?"He grinned deviously; shooting her a smoldering glance as she dragged an obnoxious amount of air into her lungs and let loose. "Just fine,"she returned as he continued partaking of the sweet juices still existing upon her cleavage. He released a couple of buttons on her blouse and spread the material apart; his hands surveying each exquisitely covered black lace cup. He nipped through the material forcing her to grasp onto his legs. She wanted to let loose but she wasn't going down without a fight. He casually surveyed each one before detaching the sheer lace voluptuousness set before him. The desert air thrust her exposed nipples even further as he inhaled the rosey jewel. Her hands moved from his legs and into the long dark strands. She kept sucking in the air around her suddenly realizing anyone could look and see what they were doing. It got to be kind of a turn on knowing they could be caught at any moment. His tongue laced intricately around the taut little nub before running it through the valley of her bosom toward the other. As his mouth caressed the other, his freed hand sliced the remaining buttons open exposing her newly toned flesh. There wasn't a ounce remaining on her newly tantalizing figure. She's strong. Most women caved in after two minutes. Does she even realize what she's doing to me? Oh god she's delicious his mind wandered as did his mouth as it replaced the material he removed from it. "Kevin?"her voice rose with the nip at the base of her neck. "MHHM?"His lips continued toward hers. "Not that I'm minding here but you're a little overdressed and I'm well a little overexposed." "So,"his tongue pressed deliberately through her champagne flavored lips. This is impossible. Damn! boyfriend knows how to work it as he slowly dispensed his creativity upon her flavor compelling her to give in. Not just yet she decided. She pressed away from his urgent desire upon the strength of his what she was sure to be heavenly body."Let's go inside,"she requested. "You give up yet?" "Never,"she responded as he lifted her out of the chair with hisself. Her legs wrapped snugly around him. |
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