It was a very dark night, lit by the stars and occasional flashes of lightening on the horizon. The sound of the Gulf soothing as the waves hiss ashore, cresting and breaking, setting a rhythm for your footsteps. The gentle breeze is blowing softly through your hair. Your long flowing dress caressing your thighs as you walk, sandals in hand, to meet me. The seductive sway of your hips, your swollen lips and proud nipples showing through your blouse excite me. I catch the scent of your perfume.
Sitting in the still warm sand, waiting, watching you near, I feel my pulse quicken. Thoughts of your passion stirs my loins and begins the hardening. Rising to greet you, our lips meet and we kiss deeply, tongues dancing and probing. Your hot breath makes me feel on fire. I feel your body molding to mine, totally aware of your firm breasts and smoldering hips as I run my hands over your back and down to your tiny bottom. My big hands cupping you and pulling you even closer to my rapidly hardening cock.
Kneeling before you, I slowly raise your skirt. Caressing your thighs and kissing my way to your wet center makes you start soft moans that urge me on. Your scent fills my senses as I find your tiny, lacy panties soaked with anticipation. Ever so slowly I pull them down your long legs until you step out of them, leaving yourself bare and vulnerable to my gaze. Inhaling your soft perfume I savor your obvious arousal.
Trembling now, you part your legs more, allowing me to find your wet womanhood and bury my face there to your obvious delight. Your hands are holding me, guiding me to the right spots as you shamelessly moan out loud in passion. Your pussy is overflowing and your clit is swollen to the bursting point. Licking you deeply, my fingers penetrate you front and back and begin to match your hips urgent rhythm. I feel your legs quivering and your breath coming in little gasps as your hands pull my face deeper between your thighs. Your sweet release is so near.
