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Lynne loved just hanging around in her house with Leif! He'd said earlier how much he liked hanging around with her, because she was fun to be with, but sexy at the same time. She felt the same about him and told him so. She felt safe and secure with him too, like she could trust him, with his sweet ways and gentle spirit.
She felt warm and relaxed, having smoked a joint, and with a beer in her belly. He teased her that her weed was weak, and lame. He promised to take her back to LA with him when he went home to visit so that she could try a real joint.
Leif sucked at Super Mario Brothers. But, being high made it so much funnier. He kept falling into the holes on the screen. She was amazed that even high, she was able to do the trick in one of the worlds to get all the extra lives. He startled her by tickling her waist when she was in a high level and needed a lot of concentration to make it over one of those big ass moats. She fell in the hole on the screen.
She was mad at him for distracting her. She'd put down her controller and started wrestling him. They play fought, and it was fun. He was gentle but they did have fun horsing around wrestling back and forth. She'd never felt so lighthearted and free with a man before. They enjoyed each other like best friends, but they played and tussled like happy little children. It was intoxicating for Lynne.
And they wound up kissing and smoking another joint, back and forth.
Then, he started tickling her neck. She sat beside him Indian style, and she felt him start to suck her elbow.
"Damn it Leif, you even make my elbows feel good, what are you doing sweetie," she moaned softly.
She moved her arm away and chuckled.
"It bothered me. It's so cute it bothers me," he added huskily.
"My elbow? Why is my elbow cute? It's nice to be noticed. No one has ever sucked my elbow before...Leif," she moaned as he sucked her other elbow.
Leif looked at her. He swallowed so hard, she could see it, and then he looked down at her with those gorgeous blue eyes.
"It's all dusky colored and cute. Never seen anything like that before. Is it wrong, is it so wrong that I find it a little hot that you are a black woman. Just like some men like blondes, or red heads. I think, I think now I have a thing for this creamy beige skin...sweet, black girl skin. A fetish for those dusky little elbows. There's something special, pretty, and exotic about you. Not like any other woman baby...not like any other woman I've ever seen before...with those pretty little elbows...is it vulgar Lynne, if I hope that you have pretty little nipples that are the same color as those elbows of yours, is it wrong if I wonder what my hands would look like grabbing them, rubbing them, such pretty colors, melting together, white hands on gorgeous beige skin," he asked softly.
He leaned in and started sucking her mouth, and she couldn't help but groan, a loud, pleasured groan. The way he sucked her lips so gently and thoroughly, he made her so moist and tingly she felt like she was sitting in a puddle.
She leaned forward into the circle of his arms. She grabbed him, and started kissing him lustily, teasing him, exciting him with the motions of her own eager tongue. Now she made him moan.
"Mmm you're so damn sexy and cute," he grunted huskily. He kissed her passionately and pushed her down to the floor, still kissing her.
She groaned loudly into his mouth as he supported himself on his elbows, and kissed her more.
It felt much more intense kissing him laying on her back, and she felt the warmth spread from between her legs, and even make her ass tingle as he started nibbling her ears and the column of her neck. All of her tingled down below. She ached remembering the pleasure his fingers and caused her under her skirt.
"Oh I can't stand not to feel these little tits of yours any longer, I gotta feel them Lynn! I wouldn't ever hurt you...I will not hurt you sweetheart, I just want to make you feel nice," he added.
He very, very gently rubbed her breasts through the thread bare fabric of her Oscar the grouch t-shirt. The feelings of his hot husky finger tips, just ever so gently rubbing her breasts through that cotton fabric, the pleasure of the gentle cotton grazing her nipples with each touch.
"Oh it feels good!" she cried softly,
"I'm so glad sweetheart," he moaned.
Her nipples were hard and tingly, but he touched them gently, just like she rubbed her own breasts at night in secret. And oh god, he ever teased them with the fabric.
"Ugh, please, Leif, please!" she moaned.
"Please what gorgeous," he groaned lightly suckling her lower lip.
"Suck them," she whispered.
He grinned at her.
She thought he would lift her shirt. But he closed his mouth right on one of her nipples through the cotton.
Oh what she'd been missing! She never had her breasts sucked before, only quickly and painfully groped.
His hot mouth on her right breast nipple through the cotton felt like she'd died and gone to heaven.
He lightly suck and licked gently, tenderly around her achy little areolas. Her small breasts were so sensitive to stimulation. Oh God, she felt so wet and helpless now, if she wasn't so shy, she'd be humping his torso for relief.
