Jack Robbins - Roamin Sex Games

She released her grip and repositioned her hands to the sides of his thighs, caressing his flesh. He rubbed her breasts against his crotch, letting his prick sink between the two ripe mounds. She licked at the head of his cock as it popped up between her breasts, then disappeared within the lubricated flesh.

Her hands moved along his sides, squeezing at his ass and massaging down the length of his thighs to his knees. He bent his head forward and breathed heavily on her breasts and his own throbbing meat. Immediately the pulp of the fruit went to work, sending hot, tingling sensations through both of them. He squeezed her nipples as his remaining fingers worked on the soft flesh of her tits. She began writhing under his caresses.

He released her breasts and held her head firmly between his hands, pushing it down to meet head-on with his waiting oint. She once again clasped his shaft with her hands, squeezing and folding as his hands maneuvered her head up and down, and from side to side.

Phillip uncoupled her head from his cock and reached down grabbing her underneath the arms, pulling her on top of him as he let himself fall back on the soft grass.

He kissed her like a savage animal, his hands kneading deeply into the flesh of her back and ass. His hands stroked her entire backside as they squirmed, rotated, and ground themselves into one another.

Phillip rolled on top of her, straddling her chest. He grabbed his cock in his hand and placed it to her lips. As her lips opened to greet his welcomed organ, he leaned forward, letting it slide down her tongue and jerk on the roof of her mouth. He hunched back and forth, rotating his hips as his hot. meat stroked in and out from between her red lips.

"I really want to fuck you in the face!" he told her. She gazed up at him, glassy-eyed, as he moved forward slightly, getting a good grip on either side of her head. He began moving in slow, steady strokes. The circular motions of his ass pressing against her breasts sent chills of pleasure through Pam, and she responded by kneading the flesh of his ass while he continued. on his way towards his orgasm.

His in and out thrusts became more rapid and he groaned as he hunched wildly. She inserted a finger in his anus and he let out a grunt, shoving his prick all the way in to his balls. She felt his cock ride to the back of her throat and she thought she was going to gag.

He pumped like a madman, holding her head steady while his body vibrated and jerked: "Aaaaaah!" he groaned, and she felt a spurt of hot juice collide with the back of her throat. Phillip retracted his pulsating member and spun himself around until his face was directly above her hairy bush. His hands rubbed the length of her body as he buried his mouth deep within her crotch. She pulled his hips towards her, grasping his cock and shoving it in her mouth. They were both fiery-hot as they lay there, sucking and eating at each other.

They worked like two see-saws, in rhythm with each other, then in opposite rhythm. They worked faces against organs until they were moving at a feverish tempo, her working hard on his red-hot prick, while he chewed, licked and devoured her cunt. Their hands massaged juice and saliva into the other's flesh, while their bodies wiggled in constant motion.

Phillip was working himself into a double climax, the first one having been quickly subsided before prematurely shooting. Pam was moaning loudly as her snatch poured a constant stream of sticky cream. Their bodies tensed almost simultaneously as they neared mutual orgasm.

"Aaaaaah, aaaaah, aaooooh!" she cried out, gripping. and scratching his backside. "Baby, baby, baby. Eat it all! Please, eat it all!" She squeezed his muscle as she met his deeper thrusts with a wanton lust.

Phillip hunched and pulled Pam's ass upward, his come gushing from his meat like a fire hose. His ejaculation made her come instantly. bathing his face with frothy syrup. They milked each other in a slow, rhythmic motion. their bodies overcome with a trembling feeling of electric current.

He sucked at her clit as spasms ran through her legs, causing her to lurch forward from the waist down. His hips made a final thrust, plunging his cock into the cavern of her face. Their separate loads traveled down their throats, each of them moaning with total satisfaction. Lying in the afterglow, they kissed and caressed, their tongues cleaning and lapping at the sticky jizm which had saturated both of them.

She bit his ass gently, kissed it tenderly. "You have a beautiful ass," she said. "I've never been a fancier of men's asses, but I love yours."

"I find yours extremely pleasurable as well," he answered, giving her a lick from asshole to snatch. She giggled as he blew a breath into her slippery hole.

Phil brought himself around and lay beside her, holding her closely and kissing her ever so gently. "Ummmmm," she sigh "This has truly been a most unique and enjoyable a evening."

"I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did,'' he said.

"At least, if not more," she replied, licking his face and ear.

"What's say we go back to the village and see if there's any food and drink left " he said. "I've really worked up quite an appetite."

"Me, too," she added. "You know something lover-boy?"

"No, what."

"I'm going to have the best sleep of my life tonight," she said.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," he said. "I feel like I've been reborn."

They got up off the ground.and threw their clothes on. They looked at each other as they staggered around, obviously weak-kneed. Phil laughed as he tripped and fell to the grass. They rolled around laughing and giggling for several minutes, then once, again got to their feet and started on their journey back to the village.

He pulled her close as they walked, hugging her and running his hand up and down her arm. They walked the remainder of the way without speaking. until they finally reached the outskirts of the village. A few villagers were still dancing about, drinking and singing. The remains of the luau were spread about, large amounts of food still unconsumed.

Phillip and Pam seated themselves beneath a palm and began picking at the left-ovens, pouring themselves another shell of Polynesian liquid. They smiled at each other and chatted quietly, involved in one another and totally unaware of the activity around them.

"I really had a wonderful evening, Phil," she said.

"So did I, babe " he replied. "I'd like to spend more time with you before you all leave, but I may have to take off early tomorrow on a little errand."

"What sort of errand?" she asked.

"Occasionally I take small side trips into the jungle and along the coast in search of new food sources and good fishing locations."

"Do you have to leave tomorrow?"

"I don't know yet," he said. "Kapuna will undoubtedly let me know when I should leave, and until he does, I won't know when I'm leaving."

"I'm really disappointed," she added. "I really hoped we could spend the day together. I hope they wait a day or two before sending you."

They sat quietly, gazing at each other dreamily.

After the luau, Ted and Pete were taken by the hand and led away by the two young Polynesian beauties who had attended them during the feast. They spoke very little English, but their motives were very clear. They went to a secluded beach quite a distance from the village and told Ted and Pete they wanted to go swimming.

"All right," Pete said, "I'd love to go swimming. Let's get undressed."

They understood most of his words and began to giggle. Pete pulled off his shirt and shoes and when he began to unfasten his belt, they covered their eyes, but continued watching through their fingers. He unzipped his pants and pulled them off, putting them on the sand. The girls uncovered their eyes and stared at his muscular, hairy body. Through the thin material of his shorts they could see the outline of his big prick and the thick forest of his black, curly hair.