It was morning…Isis awoke slowly, stretched and smiled softly as she remembered where she was…as she recalled the events of the previous night. She moved her arm over feeling for Finn…the bed was empty. Isis glanced around through half open eyes and spied Finn, standing nude in front of the window, watching the heavy falling snow in the dim light. He was turned slightly toward her, his tall angular profile outlined in the dim light coming through the window. She smiled when she saw his prick, now hanging loosely between his thighs…she recalled how beautiful it had looked last night, hard, erect, its huge head almost purple from the blood filling it. She sighed softly as she remembered how she had come that first time just from the sensation of that huge head parting her inner pussy lips and popping through her tight vaginal muscles into her pussy. She had come a second time even more intensely when she felt Finn's large prick erupt, spewing his cum into the depths of her pussy.
Finn had not noticed that she was awake. He turned toward her, a smile on his face, when her heard her get out of the bed. "Bathroom call," Isis said softly and walked, naked, toward the washroom. Isis walked proudly…she knew Finn was watching her in all her beauty now, he was enjoying the sight of her fantastic big beautiful young breasts, not the snow. Her toilet quickly completed, her mouth freshen with the complimentary mouthwash provided by the hotel, Isis walked up behind Finn and wrapped her arms about him, her palms against his stomach, her firm full gigantic breasts pressing against his back. Finn flinched, startled, the plush carpet had prevented him from hearing her come up behind him.
"We won't be leaving today," Finn said in a soft voice.
"I know," Isis, murmured against his back, "I don't mind…I'm in no hurry to get home." She kissed his back and let her hands slide down his stomach, through the wiry pubic hair until her hands cupped his prick in both her hands. She could feel it rapidly swelling, growing thicker as his blood filled it. "Hmmm…come back to bed, Finn. There are more fun things to do than watch it snow," Isis whispered softly.
Finn chuckled and turned to face her, his aroused prick pressing against her flat stomach as her pulled her into his arms. He kissed her softly on her lovely mouth, then more intensely, his tongue probing her very kissable mouth, teasing her tongue. Finn pulled back, broke the kiss, "I would love to go back to bed with you," he murmured.
Stretched out on the bed, the lovely Isis and Finn are kissing and fondling one another. Isis is gently stroking his prick, running her hand all the way down, gently massaging his balls…then moving her hand back up stroking the underside of his prick as she presses it against his belly. Finn has two fingers in Isis's wet pussy, stroking them slowly in and out, as he lowers his mouth to her lovely juicy white breast and sucks gently on its pink eatable nipple, teasing it with his tongue.
Isis puts her right hand on Finn's left shoulder and pushes him onto his back. She rolls over on top of him letting his rigid prick slip between her thighs, nestling up against her wet pussy…her pussy lips part and spread around the upper side of his prick as she presses her wet pussy down against it. They kiss…Finn moans softly into Isis's mouth as she squeezes her thighs around his prick and rubs her pussy slowly up and down the upper side of his prick. Isis breaks the kiss and whispers, "I want you another way first…just lie back and enjoy it…I want to make you feel wonderful."
Isis slides down Finn's body, her tongue tracing a path down his chest and stomach, her rigid pink nipples, pressing against his skin, making parallel tracks down his body as she slips down between his spread legs. Taking his prick in her hand, she presses it up and toward his stomach until it is lying against his skin…she lowers her lips to the soft wrinkled sac containing his balls and slowly traces each one with the tip of her tongue…her tongue teasing and probing at the wrinkles of the sac. Isis moves her tongue up to the base of Finn's prick, turns her head slightly sidewise, letting her lovely lips spread over the underside of Finn's hot prick. Her tongue teases, licks and probes at the large vein running up the underside of the shaft…the large canal that many like to imagine the cum journeys through before erupting.
Isis moved her head up Finn's rigid shaft, mouthing it the way a toothless old woman would attack a buttered ear of corn. Her lips reached the soft, swollen edge of the beautiful head that flares out over the shaft…her tongue traced around under that flared edge until she found the little "vee" at the base of the head of his prick and gently attack it, tonguing it and the soft flesh just beneath the vee. Isis raised her head slightly and let Finn's prick spring up to its full glory…stiff, proud, and hot. She could see the sparkle, when the dim light struck it, of a large drop of pre-cum seeping from the slit in the dark swollen head.
Using the tip of her tongue, Isis spread the pre-cum over the head of his prick until it glistened in the dim light from the snowstorm outside. Isis squeezed Finn's prick with her hand, pumped it a little, teasing another drop of pre-cum from the slit, then probed the gaping slit with her tongue seeking even more. She opened her lips wider and let the large head slip between her lips, into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head and the shaft as she took his prick as deep into her mouth as she could. Isis felt the swollen head of his prick pressing against the back of her throat, then its head being squeezed by her throat…she relaxed her throat muscles and took his prick even deeper in her throat…burying her nose in his pubic hair, her nose pressed against his abdomen.
