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A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Stud On Wheels
II had her pants down and her legs spread. I wasn't even gonna bother with her tits. What the hell? She had one of those perfect beavers, hair as soft as mink and lips that shouted at you: "Suck me! Suck me!" Who needs tits at a time like that? So I was on my way down on her, down into the flesh breach, when she pulled me by the ears: "Up here first," she said. "On my titties."I looked up. She'd unbuttoned her blouse. What do you say to a eighteen year old kid (with mammaries like melons and flesh so smooth that you want to eat every inch of it) when she shows you her tits and says she wants you to lick them? I don't know about you, but I say, "Yes, ma'am!" So I went to work on her breasts, even though I hadn't intended to. I don't know if you ever noticed or not, but a pair of knockers isn't always really a pair. I mean sometimes you got a girl with big boobies and one of them looks like it's filled with putty and the other one looks like it was short-changed. Barbara's titties were just like that. One was bigger than the other. They were as different as Abott and Costello.Don't get me wrong. That didn't stop me from giving them both the full treatment. I used two hands, pushed on the sides of one of those big mams, and sucked up a good three mouthfuls. I used my lips to tug on the sprung nipple. Naturally, every now and then I wandered the smooth surface of that creamy flesh with my spread tongue. Believe you me it was a lick that neither of us will ever forget, Barbara especially. "Oh, God," she moaned softly, still holding onto my head, "I love it when you lick 'em, Charley. That's just the best of all." I could feel her eyes on my wet tongue as I strung out the lick, made it last practically forever. Everywhere I went there seemed to be more fresh titty, all of it needy for a good, wet tongue.Maybe I should backtrack a little and tell you how I met this delectable piece of ass. I have a van that I picked up from a hauncho in the valley. It wasn't much when I got it, but I painted the thing and fixed up the back. Believe you me, the interior of my wheels is enough of a boudoir that I could seduce Whistler's Mother in there if I wanted to. It's lined with plush fuck carpeting-white, naturally-and mauve drapes seal up the back and side portals when I need privacy for you know what. I bought that van six months ago and ever since I've been doing nothing but fucking and sucking my brains out.
