Morris DeCat - Sweet Virgin_s Caress

Her thumb working against the top of his prick, her fingers curled around it tightly, and her other hand curved down under his balls again to roll his balls in her palm. Their lips twisted together around the lashings of their tongue. One hand cupping her face, he moved the other down over the ripe globes of her tits, along her stomach, and between her opened legs. The knee between his thighs twisted against the couch, his hand moving over her rich mound.

His rod came free of his pants, and she let it jut up into the air, slipping free of her hand. Her fingers drifted over it, and her other hand eased his balls up from his pants and out. Both breathing raggedly, their lips pulled free, and they looked at one another with lidded eyes.

She straightened, and looked down, seeing her own fingers moving over his bulbous knob and upper shaft, and his fingertips shifting against her pulsing slit. She raised her eyes, and smiled up at him, her knee slipping from the couch. She took a step back, and murmured as her cunny moved back from his touch He watched her tits rise and fall, and then she was easing down to one knee, her cunt lips just visible through her muff as they shifted with the movement.

She slid her hands along his legs, her eyes on the spire of his cock. Without looking at them, she removed his shoes, and then she was caressing his socks from his feet, lifting them in both hands. His breathing labored, he looked down at her beautiful face, her long lashes veiling her eyes, her succulent lips parted.

His socks off, she slid her hands up inside his pants, running them over his calves. His body sweltering with arousal, he. looked toward the twins. Their hands moved with slow, deliberate patterns beneath the skirt and slacks, their eyes on him and Kelly. Alex's fingers came out from under the skirt, Alma's juices gleaming from them, and they were sucked into Alex's mouth.

Kelly straightened off her knees, and her hands moved up over his legs to his hips, and he watched through blurred eyes as she lowered her face. He swallowed hard as her breath fluttered against his swollen knob, and her lips just touched it in a kiss almost as light as the touch of her breath. Her hands curved to his hips, and his hips lifted as she worked his pants downward.

He moistened his lips, her mouth remaining just above his cock's head as she lowered his slacks. The pants slipped out from under his engorged balls, and he felt the couch against his ass. Her hands slid the pants down his thighs, her elbows pushing the open robe back from her full tits and her waist.

Sitting back toward her heels, she slid the pants down his calves, her eyes on the rise of his tool. She slipped the slacks from his feet, and his legs were free. Her hands moving up his now bare legs, she leaned forward as she raised up from the knees. Her hands and forearms slid up his thighs, and her lush tits were sliding up along the insides as her mouth moved back toward his throbbing member.

Her hands and forearms moved out to the sides of his thighs, and her head turned to the side so that she could kiss his legs. Her soft lips moved over his fevered flesh, the silkiness of her hair shifting against it. One tit and then the other pressed against the inside of one thigh and then the other. He groaned softly, his fingers sliding through the dark spill of her hair.

She slid her hands up and down from his hips to his knees, her tongue gliding over the insides of his thighs, moving higher and higher until his weighted sac was before her mouth. She stretched her tongue out, skimming the fine hairs of his scrotum, and his ass tightened against the couch as flickerings of heat went through him, his root tightening beneath and under his sac.

She touched the tip of her pink tongue to the seam of his sac, and eased it down, the taut blade curving under and pushing up between his balls until the tip pressed against his root at the base of his sac. His teeth indented his lower lip, his hands tightening around. her head. Her mouth and nose were against his balls, and she began to work her tensed tongue upward, following his root through his scrotum, moving up toward the base of his burning rod.

His shoulders pushing back, he let his head drop atop the back of the couch, his eyes closing to the tidal shiftings of pleasure going through him. Her tongue flicked up against his dorsal vein, and her lips were pressing to the base of his shaft in a turning kiss, her lips flexing against him as her chin shifted against his nuts. Her hands gripped the tops of his thighs, the outsides of her tits moving against the insides of them.

She slid her hands in, and the heels touched at the top of his sac, her fingers stretching up along the sides of his rigid staff. The centers of her heels pressed against the base of his cock, her hands pressing in against it as her fingertips stretched up toward his knob. Holding his rod in place, she began to move her lips slowly upward, nuzzling them against his dorsal vein, her tongue's tip tightening and loosening against it. Her chin; moved up from his sac, her lips rising higher and higher until she was kissing the cleft of his knob.

His lips pulled back from his clenched teeth, his eyes screwing shut as her lips moved up over his cock's head, and around it, the softness of her mouth sending waves of heat down through his length. Her tongue slid against the minute lips, the tip twisting to open them and move against the pink interior. His feet pulled against the carpeting, his thighs pressing in against her sides.

He gasped, his mouth opened, and his head lifted from the couch as her mouth encased his knob, her tongue flowing over it. His eyes squinted, he looked down as she sucked at his head, her hands rolling his shaft between them. His feet lifted, and he moved their insides over the lush pillows of her ass, the silk robe sliding over them.

Vertigo spinning his thoughts, he looked past Kelly, and saw that the twins were standing up. He could see the top of Alex's pubic hair above the loosened pants, which rode low on the girl's hips. Alma brushed her hair back with a dreamy look as Alex raised her bulky knit sweater, and the thinner turtleneck beneath it. Their aunt's lips moving under the rim of his cock's head, he watched as the sweaters moved up from the light, forward curve of her stomach, the navel curving out level with it from the rounded socket. Kelly's lips tightened and loosened around the top of his shaft, her tongue working against the cleft of his knob, and her lips. began to shift downward.

His eyes screwed shut as energy went through his prod and up his spine, Kelly's mouth turning from side to side as it moved down around his thickness, her tongue strumming his dorsal vein. He opened his eyes to see Alma standing with her arms raised above her head as Ales moved the sweaters up over the subtle rises of her blossoming breasts. The soft domes pulled taut due to her arms being raised; he looked at the wide nubs of her pink nipples.

His vision went in and out of focus, the blood roaring in his ears as Kelly's mouth tightened and loosened around him, his knob sliding against the roof of her mouth. Her hands flowed over his thighs, and down under his sac to roll his balls in her palms, her heels together. Her hair flowed against his abdomen and stomach. Her cheeks drew in, and his feet tightened against her ass, which was moving from side to side as she sucked and licked his cock.

Alma leaned forward from the waist as Ales drew the sweaters over her head, and she lifted her face, turning her eyes toward Wayne as Alex slid the garments from her arms. Her tits tapered into the soft, oval discs of her areolas, her nipples swollen. She smiled, and he gave her a drunken smile before his eyes again closed to the heat going through his loins. Kelly's mouth began to rise and fall around him, her cheeks drawn in, his shaft sliding against the roof of her mouth as her tongue flashed against the underside of his shaft.