hi. I want someone to write me a lot of erotic mail. I'm busty, sexual, horny, wet and need daily bits of sexual chat from hard throbbing men.....make me orgasm.
I walk into the room to see you lying in bed still...you sleep nude so I can immedatly tell that you are haveing an erotic dream so I go to you and I start playing with you tits sucking and licking the nipples and playing with your pussy sticking first one then two fingers in there. You start to moan wanting more so I take off my pants and I put my rock hard dick into your tight wet pussy I push it in little by little streching your pussy to my massive size....
you finish it
(tell me what you think please...this is my first time doing something like this)
My cock is so hard, thinking about what I'm going to do to your horny wet pussy. You didn't put any panties on this morning, you dirty slut, and we all know why, don't we? As soon as I get to your front door and press the bell you'll be there, opening the door and pulling me inside and your hands are all over my trousers, feeling my cock and you unzip my trousers and as my hands slide up your thighs and find your juicy cunt you can't wait for me to pump my creamy spunk into you.
Now, repeat after me: "Fuck me Gus, please fuck me..."
Hi girl, I am living in the south of France at the moment. Have lot of experience and I am very dirty. Can give you multiple orgasms.
Give me a mail. I am not US.
My lips, softly across your collarbone and my mouth, open on your neck. The hair of my chest tickles against the softest skin of your breasts, until I pull you close, pressing your body to mine. Sound escapes your throat as my lips taste your neck.
Feel me take your breast in my hand, lifting it, sliding my fingers across its softness. I savor the salty sweat from between your breasts as my tongue slips between them. My hands are strong and gentle, and your nipples harden at my touch. Pulled between my lips, your nipples are stiff against my tongue.
Lie back against the pillow. Feel my lips on the softest part of your inner thigh. Kiss. I am under the linen sheets, with your body. As I kiss little higher. Kiss. Your lips are becoming rosy, parting slightly. My tongue is hard, strong. We are now both wet, my mouth and you. Kiss.
My tongue slips between your lower lips, gliding across the hole. Sliding so slowly up and parting your hair, your flesh. I pause just before the clitoris. Feel my breath. Warm. Then firmly, achingly slow, the tongue slips across the nub. Feel my tongue around the nub, in slow wet circles, circles, circles.
My strong arms are around your body. My passionate mouth continues between your legs. Your hips are arching to me. Your head rolled back into the pillow. Time slips away, and I follow the rhythm of your body; your breathing... your pulse... your flooding orgasm.
As you come, I slip slowly inside you. Your body involuntarily clenches and releases my shaft as the heat washes over you. Your legs slide around my sides and your fingers tangle in my hair. Deeper and deeper I go, sliding between your rosy lips.
Your hips rise to meet my thrusts and our rhythms quicken and dig in. We cry out together, our sound radiating in all directions. "Deeper!" we cry. "Longer!" we shout. "More!" Deeper. Longer. More.
Ahh.
Collapsing together. Falling together between the linen sheets. Falling into sleep as the neon light outside the window turns from red to blue to red to blue.