Copyright Don Abdul ©2005
Edited by: papaya_lynne
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In the eye of her mind, Mo sees her rational born again self, standing to one side of the searingly hot erotica playing out between Theo and her, as though it involves someone else other than herself.
She reaches up and holds onto his shoulders, and melds her now super turned-on body into his. When he kisses her earlobes and then the back of her neck, she responds with a shudder. 'Damn!' she thinks to herself; 'He still knows how to push my buttons right'.
Her hands begin to unbutton his shirt and before long, she is twirling around his erect man nipples. Two can certainly play the game, and she knows nothing but nothing does it for him better than that. Instantly his already stiff dick grows even bigger and is now sticking her in the crotch.
"Dayum!" He says with a deep groan. He reaches into the top of her shirt, and fondles her ample bosom through her scarlet lacy bra. 'That damn bra is hampering my access to her soft juicy breasts' ; he thinks as he reaches behind her and in one smooth move unclasps her bra to liberate her huge-nippled boobs. She gently guides his head to her bosom, his hungry lips find her thick nipple, and he suckled the one, then on the other. He licks around her areola until her pussy is so wet she has juice running down her inner thighs, her soft moans getting louder with each touch.
She reaches down and unbuckles his belt and soon his pants are in a heap around his ankles.
Right there in that position, he goes on his knees, reaching under her long church-girl skirt, he slides her matching scarlet lace panties down her thick shapely legs. He rubs and caresses her silken thighs up and down in a prayerful two-handed caress, at the same time praying fervently that she does not change her mind at this crucial point.
'What the fuck!'; the bad girl in her is thinking, 'is he gonna be down there touching my thighs all evening? I need some major shafting right now or imma go nuts'.
She reaches for his shoulder and gestures for him to 'go for gold'. Now on his feet again, his pants kicked aside in a deft move, she guides his hand to her wetness, rubbing his hand over her pussy. The slippery moisture of her sex throws the final tumbler and unlocks the freak inside of him. Now he is an animal of lust, he turns her around and waltzes her into position, he bends her over and her hands come to rest against the door, one hand holding on to the doorknob for support. One step backwards he looks and savours the rear view of the fragrant pussy he has missed so much. At that instant, he could have sworn that her pussy lips smiled at him. Stepping closer again, he grabs his throbbing dick, with its head oozing precum, and he rubs it all over her pussy.
