Dump Jackson - Uncle_s awful urge

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It was, needless to say, her clitoris.

And it was, also needless to say, pointing right at his gaping slavering mouth. One look was all he needed. He sucked down and tried to gobble her luscious little clit right down his throat, tonguing it briskly and nibbling on it with wild passion.

Francoise let loose thick murky drools of cunt juice, lashing her hips to and fro in time to the rhythmic tempo of his darting sucking lips and tongue. He played with her clit the way a kitten plays with a spring of catnip, chewing on it and sucking down again and again.

And each fresh oral caress brought her ever closer to her first climax. Drew was so completely involved with what he was doing, holding her hairy outer folds wide apart, digging his tongue down now past her clit and on into the tight wet reaches of her cunt, that he had almost forgotten what she was doing to him.

"Don't make me come, Goddamn it!" he said, suddenly pulling his head back when he realized he was on the verge of going off and shooting his load.

Immediately, without a moment of hesitation Francoise did as she had been told. Abruptly, she opened her mouth even more and lifted her face off of his sweaty and rutting crotch, releasing his cock so that it jerked out of her mouth and jutted up against his hairy stomach.

He gasped, thankful that he had stopped her, and in just the nick of time. He didn't want to go pouring his load down her throat, not when he was yet to explore the recesses and depths of her cunny with his hard and bristling organ.

But at the same time, he hadn't finished eating her out, at least not to his own satisfaction. "You can rim out my ass for awhile, tickle my prostate," he said nonchalantly, though he was actually gasping, his chest rising and falling hotly and his breath coming in short sweet spasms of sexual bliss. He hadn't expected her to object and she did not, nodding her head, taking a deep breath and moving as if she was going underwater. He watched her for a minute, turning his head over his shoulder as she buried her face down between his thighs, lifting them up and swinging her head down so that she could get at his buns and his horny bottom hole.

Her experienced fingers eased his muscular orbs far apart and as he strained to watch, her cunt rubbing against one cheek, he saw and felt her tongue lapping down along his anal crevice. He thrilled to her touch and sank back against her parsley bed, her fleecy cleft luring him forward once again.

Drew kept eating her out, sponging down her muff and thrusting his tongue in and out of her juice-filled hole as he felt Francoise licking hot lashing circles around his pitted anus. And then, a moment later, his bottom suitably lubricated with her abundant saliva, she pushed her tongue forward and sought to penetrate his fundament with deft agile caresses.

This, he noted, was accomplished in no time at all. With blissful ease and a sense of great accomplishment and confidence, she was able to insert the tip of her tongue down into the slick pink depths of his trembling rectum.

He thrilled to the tips of his fingers and toes as her tongue began to enter his fundament tickling his shuddering anal walls, responding to the heated muscular contractions of his sphincter ring. He thrust his buns against her trapped face and demanded and received even more and more of her hot lashing tongue, not content until her bps were flat and crushed down against his bum furrow and the entire length of her bristling probing tongue was inserted into his overheated rump.

His own tongue sped in and out of her cunt again and again and a moment later she had accomplished what he had ordered her to do, all of her tongue thrust inside and now tickling the modular swelling of his trigger-like chestnut-sized prostate gland. His balls seemed to quiver in ticklish response and he groaned madly and began to clench and unclench his buns and thus his sphincter muscles, nipping at her tongue and holding it down in place within his butt.

Nothing could have been more delightful for Drew Livingston.

He was so consumed by the raw and potent sexuality of the moment that he had completely forgotten the reason he was in this house, the reason he was now in bed with young Francoise. All that seemed of importance was sex and the more sex he had, the better he liked it.

He was getting his fill all right and Francoise seemed to know as much about turning on a man as he did about turning on a girl. Her hips corkscrewed and strummed violently back and forth against his face and though she never announced it, he could tell that any second she could come.

He worked for that moment and that moment alone, knowing that soon after he'd fuck her blind. But first, he wanted to feel the power of his own tongue. Her lips and tongue continued to surge and piston in and out of his poop shute and he was getting hotter and homier with each successive stroke of her tongue.

His cock seemed to be sliding between her tits and he hunched his hips more forcefully and dug his tongue and then two fingers right inside her trembling pussy. But when the tip of his thumb, for he was now palming her muff and holding onto her asshole for support, palpitated the pink and hairless rim of her bottom-hole. It seemed to trigger her own considerably exciting release.

Without any words issuing out of her throat, he could nevertheless feel her coming and she thumped up and down like a yo-yo, hissing between her teeth and ravishing his anus with her fast bucking tongue. Every part of her body seemed to be moving and convulsing, her muscles contracting and hot gobbets of cunt juice streaming down the palpitating walls of her muff.

He lapped them up as if he was drinking nectar, trying to drain her dry as he hoped she would soon be doing for his own delight. And at the same time, he continued to rub the tip of his thumb over the tight little folds and pitted creases of her asshole, stimulating her anally as well as vaginally.

The two fingers which moved in tempo with the lashing strokes of his tongue were soon coated with sap and he rubbed them in and out, scissoring them around her clit as well. Her little bud thus trapped, he was able to squeeze it and the pressure he exerted aroused her all the more.

He was loving the way she was getting off, the way she was responding so heatedly and openly. Nothing could have pleased him more and he kept at it until he had drained the last flicker of pleasure from her limp and exhausted young body. Only then did he remove first his two fingers and then his tongue.

He eased them back and she fell over, her own tongue slipping out of his wet and over heated rump. But if the girl was exhausted, Drew was just catching his second wind. All this time his cock had been rubbing and frictioning between her tits and now he was ready to show her his own brand of hedonistic revelry.

Accordingly, he let her lay there on her back as he swung quickly around, getting into position so that he was kneeling between her spread-eagled thighs. Her eyes were opened wide, even then and she glanced down with a murmur of appreciation at the sight of his huge and monstrously swollen joystick.

He laughed with glee, braced himself with his hands outstretched in front of him and his palms pressed flat on the bed, rose up so that his toes dug into the bedding and with one hand, took hold of his mammoth organ and pressed its leaking fist-like head right down against her narrow and gaping cunt fissure.

Exhausted though she might have seemed to be, Francoise nevertheless didn't remain passive a moment longer. The instant his glans made contact with her juice-smeared pubes, tickling the outer lips of her muff and arousing her all over again, she swung up and hooked her knees over his wide set and burly shoulders.

She was thus inclined towards him at a most provocative angle, her ass raised inches off the bed and her pussy angled up towards his quivering and potent joystick. He didn't need an engraved invitation and without hesitating a single second, thrust eagerly down, guiding his prong right between her gaping outer flaps of meat.

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