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It was evening, a simple evening, the cool breeze in between trees causing them to whish the way they do. The air felt the hint of hint a soon apporaching fall and yet there was an enough warmth to insense one’s skin. A tall dark man stood outside her apartment building deciding to venture further as he finished inhaling the vapors of his cigarette.
Zay found the door of a woman's apartment slighly ajar, as he started to knock. Somewhat cautious he entered her abode unafraid. The sight he found was pleasing to his eyes. The Kat was in a semi-prone position on her sofa, dress in mystical garb. The revealing yet concealing chiffon and lace linagre accented Kat’s sinful body. Without a word exchanged between Zay and Kat, they exchanged desires.
Zay glided over to his delectable meal and gently kneeled down beside Kat, her eyes told of a hidden passion and her body showed the way. Zay without panic nor great concern began to touch lightly Kat’s body as to beckon it to come alive. Suddenly he planted the kiss of a thousand timgles upon her lips and she responded as if she had found the greatest secret in the world. She had.
The onslaught of nibbles and soft wet kisses sparked the inner flame to the passion of Kat’s fortune. Her innards started to twitch, her pelvis mound rose and descended, her breast yearned to be touch. Zay was in no hurray, but his tongue was, as his own body was now intrigued fully by the rapture. As if his golden tongue came from heaven, it traveled the distance of Kat’s stealth body, but it deliberately stayed away from her ache deep in her pussy. His tongue made its own map of her contoured body, her nipples felt the coursness of his tongue and the puff of air from his warm breath.
Her inner thighs felt the tongue as well, her knee caps gave way to the Zay’s dancing tongue. Kat now realized she was being tortured, trapped by a tongue with no shame. And just when she was getting use to sensious relaxing feeling, she felt Zays mouth gnawing at her thin panties, his saliva made an already pussy even wetter as he chewed upon the material between her legs.
Zay’s tongue moved aside the crotch of the panties and with one long swipe his
tongue finally entered her once forgotten pussy. Kat uttered a long glutteral
moan as if she told him she wanted more, she did. But still he didn’t comply.
Frustrated she jumped up from the sofa, standing she removed the panties one leg
at a time, revealing Kat's thick and trimmed forrest. Zay grabbed the leg that
was raised in the air and swung it upon his right shoulder, while bracing her
back, while his tongue dived bombed into Kat’s pussy laterally. She could only
rock back and forth, the pressure gave in to pleasure.
With all the strentgh his manhood could muster Zay stood upright, his face still impalled in her now rich moist pussy. Kat thought she would tumble, she grabbed his head tightly. Zay braced her body against a wall of her apartment and continued the lingual onslaught on her vagina. Now with both legs on his shoulders, her back firmly against the walls, her hips dance, trying to break Zays neck, but his tongue had more power. Kat’s pussy brought forth a frothy quart of her womanly essence, not once, not twice, but three times. She now proud of her deed and exhausted she climbed from Zay’s shoulders and ran to the bathroom to freshen herself.
In the meantime, Zay went into the kitchen and got a can of whipped cream and met Kat in the bedroom. Kat opened her legs wide as if she had double jointed hips. Her pubic reminded Zay of an ebony golden meadow swaying. To her surprize, Zay introduced to her the cold whipped cream deep into vagina. He also lambasted his now throbbing dick with the whipped cream and glided into his desert.
Kat’s moans and Zay’s cheerings reminded one of a Vandross and Regina Belle duet, simply enchanting. Their bodies meshed briefly to slow the pace, then their bodies would clash with a crescendo of fervor, reverbrating through the mattress springs. There was no more Zay, no more Kat, no more time, no more space, just two beautiful bodies desparately trying to elude the bliss, only to recapture it again and again. The sweat poured from their bodies, the cold whipped cream became an ingredient of the aromatic fragrance that filled the bedroom.
Just as Kat was about to release another pleathera of orgasmatic matter from her soul, she felt tiny sweat drops from Zay on her forehead and then a loud boom. Kat sat up in her queen size bed naked . Her thighs wet, her one inch nipples were erect, as she looked around and saw it was raining, her window opened. Damn she thought to herself, it was all a dream, she pulled the covers over her head and glanced around her dark bedroom one more time.
There in her bedroom doorway stood a shadow of a tall dark figure of a man, calmly smoking a cigarette. The brief flash of lightening cursing the darkeness, confirmed it was Zay coming home from work. The Kat was now cool, as a devilish grin came upon her face beneath the covers. The rain outside her window didn't compare to the moisture gathering in between her thighs.
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