I'd picked her up at the bar down the street from my apartment. A beautiful trim piece, brunette, soft cuppable breasts with small brown areolas and thick nipples. My pussy throbbing at the sight of them. I'd almost exclusively dated men and for the most part, I've enjoyed it. However, there's something about a woman's body that I've always craved. A deep yearning to touch and taste and immerse myself in every bit of flesh I could get my hands on. Seeing her sitting on that red leather barstool made something snap inside of me. Drunk and emboldened, I had walked up to her. And, here she was now, on all fours in the middle of my living room.
I pressed my face into her ass, held tight in a pair of leggings, my hands gripping each side. Rubbing it back and forth between her ass cheeks. I deeply inhaled her musky pussy and asshole through the fabric. The scent heady, making my own pussy ache and drip. She let out soft moans as I tongued her asshole through it. My saliva blossoming into a growing bloom as I eagerly responded to her whimpering. Her pussy juices creating their own bloom as well. The vision drove me wild. I pulled her leggings and underwear down, slowly unveiling my prize, a string of discharge stretching down with them.
