SquareC
Really Experienced
- Joined
- May 19, 2015
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- 127
I was sitting on his bed, reading my book on my tablet, when he came in. Of course, I put it down immediately and smiled at him and of course he went right for his feet. I laid back and enjoyed the feelings of my toes being suck and nibbled and then he bit my sole, which he knows goes right through me, and got the most satisfied look when I moaned and quivered. When he felt he'd paid enough attention to his feet for the moment, he started kissing his way up my legs, back and forth from one to the other. He got to my dripping pussy and dove in, lapping it up only to have it replaced immediately. When I'd cum for the first time, he moved up, putting one of my legs up on his shoulder as he went. It stretched my leg to the utmost, which made me really glad yet again for my yoga and flexibility. As he entered me, I moaned again, more loudly. I'm always loud given the choice and I'd already gotten quite loud when he was eating me. As he slowly slid inside me, he turned his head and bit my sole again, this time harder. All I could say was, Oh Goddess Yes! The time passing as he made love to me was only punctuated by my ever-louder orgasms. As he drove toward his own climax, harder and deeper, I start shaking from head to toe and all I can do is throw my head back and scream as he cums inside me while I cum harder than I can ever remember. At which point I woke up and realized that dream orgasms offer no relief to sexual frustration. Sigh.