Karma Sutra ...spa resort…

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Karma Sutra ...spa resort

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Room 1: Karama Sutra Move --- She lies on her front, grasping her ankles in her own hands and pulling them up behind her: this difficult posture is known to experts as Mallaka (the Wrestler).

The Treatment --- Who doesn’t love a woman who can get flexible? You’ll spend your first hour or so, relaxing in our pool (naughty underwater antics are highly recommended). The only requirement is to be fully nude. We think you'll enjoy the ol' fashion skinny-dipping in our "miracle waters." Let our Goddess relax you with a full body message. Only catch is she won’t use her hands! The focus of this package is Mallaka, she’ll show you just how flexible she can get.

Room 2: Karama Sutra Move --- If you mount her like a dog, gripping her waist, and she twists round to gaze into your face, experts in the art of love say it is Svanaka (the Dog)

The Treatment --- Let your Goddess indulge you with an evening of unsurpassed luxury & pampering. The focus of your bath and massage is the Svanaka (move explained above). Your chosen Goddess is here to compile to your every desire, she’ll let you mount her, her fleshy bottom held high, her back arched, her pussy aching to be filled with your large rod. She’s anxious to have you panting and begging for more.

Room 3: Karma Sutra Move --- You lift her ankles high; she draws up and extends her legs as though she were crawling through the air: this is Hastika (the Elephant).

The Treatment --- Enjoy a sensual deep tissue message. She will sooth away all your aches, pains, her experienced hands will make you to drift into a world of the most exquisite kind of sex. She’s all yours for one evening. The focus of this package is the Hastika move, maximum penetration. Do you love the feeling of slipping your cock down a beautiful woman’s throat? If so, this is the package for you.

Room 4: Karma Sutra Move --- Her limbs, entwined in yours like tendrils of fragrant jasmine creeper, draw taut and slowly relax in the gentle rhythm of linga and yoni: this is Lataveshta (the Clinging Creeper).

The Treatment --- You’ll enjoy time in the Gardens of the Karma Sutra spa center. Outdoors in the fresh air secured for your privacy you and your chosen Goddess will explore the wonders of this amazing atmosphere. Exploring each other’s bodies in a fit of sizzling passion. The focus of this package is the Lataveshta, clinging to your partner until you release all tension, in an orgasmic bomb of pleasure is definitely a must have experience.

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Before every post please place which your name and room number before it. Example: Svanaka; Room 2. This helps everyone know which rooms are taken and who is where with whom.

Setting up a date for Dummies.

Once you arrive at the Karma Sutra Spa, you pick a room that most suits your needs and then you pick one of our lovely Goddess. (We’ll need at least four girls for this) and let your fantasies run wild.
 
Chantelle
Tall, slender, softly stern, and stunning, Chantelle is a statuesque vision of queenly exquisiteness. She carries herself with the elegance befitting a goddess, never slouching or slumping, and her long neck only adds to that regal appeal. Chantelle has long, ebony hair, stormy grey eyes, and cream-and-coffee brown skin. Her natural beauty is as authentic as the rituals she performs with her girls, whom she calls her Goddess’. Her clothing of choice tends to show off her flat tummy and God-Given full breasts. Her costume consists of long white opera gloves, white leather pants that disappear seamlessly into white boots, a white belt and choker (both of which include the words tease) and a white leather bodice that leaves her midriff exposed. She’s nowhere near shy.

If you were to only scratch the surface of Chantelle, you’ll likely be left with the impression that she’s nothing more then an ice queen. A cold hearted bitch with a wit so sharp it could be registered as a lethal weapon. Dig a little deeper though and you’ll find…well, more bitch, but below that there’s a chewy centre, far softer then her diamond encrusted exterior. She loves sex…she adores it, she has made a fucking career out if it! She loves the power she gains over a man – or woman for that matter. She craves it and thoroughly enjoys her work.
 
Room Two

Bio:

Name: Don Abernathy
Age: 32
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 210
Hair: Blonde, but short
Eyes: Brown
Description: Tall, and fit, but not very muscled out, exercises as a means to stay fit, not to become a hunk.

OOC: Kama Sutra is not somethign I've studied previously, but I'll give it a shot. Sounds fun :)

Don Abernathy stepped into the changing room of one of the spa's elegant rooms, and began to methodicaly remove his clothing. An investment banker, and sometime millionaire, he had secured a room at this exclusive spa at great expense, and was throughly looking forward to it. As he slowly removed his shirt and tie, he considered in his mind the prochure he had read, and smiled. Used to as he was to the high stress lifestyle of investing, he still needed a break from time to time, and after his last divorce (the third) hadn't had sex in over 5 months. He was looking forward to solving both issues at once.

Now nude, he strode into the main spa area, and then relaxed into the hot tub to await his Goddess. As he stretched out his slight, but well defined form in the hot tub (after seeing five of his associate go into cardiac arrest in one day, Don had decided to take measures against such a problem with him) He reflected once more that this promised to be a Very relaxing vacation.
 
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Room 4

Rod Cabernet

Energetic outdoors type. Active and fun loving.
Coming from pressured travel schedule in need of total relaxation
European, middle aged, dark with signs of grey, enjoys sensual exploration of mind and body. Quiet thinker - yet dark eyes tell a different story.
6'2 - slim, fit - but signs of wear and tear beginning to show!!

Its been a long flight - and the last few miles were dusty and bumpy. The spa looks perfect for relaxation - but he is shattered. The room is luxurious - opening onto a private patio and what seems a private garden arbour of scented flowering creepers. It is dusk and the warm heat and perfumes of a tropical night waft through open curtains.

Rod desparately needs a shower, a drink and some rest. He scrambles in his bag for a change of clothes - gives up.
Rings room service for a bottle of chilled Chablis and heads for the shower.

The shower room is amazing. pulses of massage spray, oil dispensers, soothing hot towels and a soak jaccuzzi hot tub. He shucks his clothes - an all over tan shows he enjoys his body look - well sculpted from cycling and rock climbing. He loathes a gym - workouts are for wimps is his rather macho belief.

Under the shower he starts to humm a bit of baratone - a simple italian tune from his past. Slowly he soaps his body - his hands roam- he shuts his eyes and begins to visualise the receptionist. Yes- he may be tired - but there is more than one way to relax he muses.
 
ROOM TWO

Pushing stray strands of silky hair behind her ear. Chantelle slipped through the doorway, closing the entrance to her spas beautiful pool tiny ripples spread across the length of the pool. So he was already here. She noted seeing a briefcase held up against a wall. She always did enjoy an eager man. She couldn’t blame him really. Through word of mouth her spas popularity had grown. Men, hell even a few women flocked in here every single night, most were executives looking for an escape would indulge themselves into the fantasy that was Karma Sutra spa. Here they could do what so ever they pleased without any worry of aftermath. Chantelle never asked questions other than –

Will you be paying with cash or credit card?

She didn’t need to know anything else. If she fucked a husband or two so be it. The less she knew the better.

And then she saw him. Undressing before her eyes. She couldn’t say she disliked the view. There was something about the way a man undressed that made her surface of her skin heat. She would ache with a burning desire to reach out and help him finish the job. She loved undressing a man, unveiling his taunt body to her. Being able to place soft kisses on the skin her fingers exposed. Getting lost in thought she began to walk towards the pool. The heels of her knee length, snow white leather boots clicking against the marble floor. Her walk was slow, her hips swayed rhythmically as she moved her eyes steady on her man for the night. He was lucky. Many of the others hadn’t arrived yet so she had to take on the job. Which was perfectly fine with her, she hadn’t had a good cock in a while now.

“Has KS spas treated you justly thus far?” She asked, slipping the body length, matching leather coat. It dropped to the floor, revealing the barely there ivory bikini top. The entire outfit contrasted heavily to her coffee-cream skin. She moved her eyes from his gaze to slip wiggle out of her tight shorts. A thong clung to her sensitive skin underneath. “I do hope it has.” She continued, stepping into the pool slowly. The cool water putting out the former flame of desire that made her want to undress her client.

With further examination, she realized he was nude. Smiling as her chest dipped under the water. “So, tell me. What’s your fantasy?”
 
Jasmine

Jasmine is the perfect picture of womanly beauty. Feminine, seemingly shy, youthful. Her hair is always perfectly arranged, its dark chocolate brown curls falling in perfect cascades over her shoulders and down her back, and complimented by her mysterious dark eyes. Her toned body is lithe, but with enough feminine curves to please any man. Her tanned skin is set off by the deep forest green of her jeweled bikini top and matching floor length skirt of whose design was heavily inspired by the middle eastern belly dancers outfits. To add to the bonus, her shapley feminine legs peek out from the perfectly placed slits in the skirt.

Jasmines history is a mystery. She is of egyptian decent to be sure by her looks, but has never divulged too much of herself. To outsiders she appears quiet...shy...but not to her clients. She's passionate, loves to please and always very vocal in bed...She'll definatly make sure you're completly satisfied...
 
Jasmine entered room four quietly, hearing the shower running in the next room. The night air brought in the heady scent of the flowers from the private garden outside, mixing with her own flowery perfume. She checked to make sure all the windows were open, to enhance the outdoors feel. She would let him finish in the shower, choosing to suprise him in his bedroom.

She walked gracefully around the room, stopping to pick up his luggage, and giving a knowing smile as she recognized the haphazardly packing of a burnt out business man.

She climbed onto the ornate antique canopy bed, whose dark wood was intricatly carved with hundreds of vines and flowers further enhanced the garden and natural atmosphere. Of course there were plenty of comfortable spots hidden amongst the gardens outside, but she would leave that to the preference of her client. As she waited she propped herself in just the right position...a bit arching of her back to amplify her young breasts through her thin bikini top....a leg carelessly shown through the slit in her skirt...even a hint at the small roundess of her ass cheek....
 
"The service thus far has been excelent..."

Don's eyes sweeped her body, appraising the magnificent body before him with lustful, but calculating eyes.

"And improving exponentialy, I must say."

He gave her a wide smile,a s she moved into the pool with him, his eyes taking in the graceful way that she moved. She was Perfect. None of this reflected in his voice, as he responded to her question, his well tested self control still in check even though, despite the water, he began to harden beneath her gaze.

"I've always fanasized about having total control. Most women are such an effort to please in bed, having one dedicated to my satisfaction would be a nice change."
 
ROOM TWO

She liked his voice too. The tone of his baritone wasn’t anything sexually. He acted the way he needed to act. That was the impression she was gathering. There was a wall that needed to be broken down and she was just the one to do so. His words revealed a great deal. Perhaps he was use to women worshipping him. Either way he was use to being in control it seemed. Perfect. She was just the same. It would be interested to see how they mixed.

“Dedicated to your satisfaction?” She quirked a slim eyebrow and she floated closer to him, her knee lightly massaging his improving arousal. “That I am.” Looking down into the clear water, she spread her legs, her arms on either side of his broad frame. Splitting her legs slowly, showing off her flexibility. The softness of her sex rubbed gently against him. A smirk tugged at her lips as she watched for his reaction. She wanted to see it in his face. She certainly felt it elsewhere.

“Do you know anything about the Svanaka?”
 
He watched, mesmerzied as her legs split before him, amazed by the way her body moved. So alien, yet sensual. The slow, sure movements of her lgs a seduction in themselves. He pussy, thus displayed for him in all its beauty, was enough that he barely restrained his natural urge to reach out and touch it, stroking the folds. This time was for him, he reminded himself sternly. perhaps later, after his own fun.

When she rubbed herself againt him so brazenly, he only barely controlled his impulse to thrust at her, hips jerking automaticly, but only barely.

With visable effort, her controlled his reaction to a slight smile, teeth unclenching as he spoke, his voice stable as granite inspite of her luscious distraction. If she wanted to tease him, she'd need to work a lot harder at it than this.

"Only what your brochure says on the matter. I'd be interested in seeing it for myself."
 
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ROOM TWO

“It’s a simple move.” She continued unfazed by his lack of participation. Most men practically melted when she did this. A regular routine tease wasn’t going to work this time. It both frustrated and excited her. She wasn’t one to become unraveled easily and this time would be no exception. “Basically it’s doggy style. Her tone was a soft drawl, her brilliant eyes swept over him deliberately. Her own eyes lingered around the fullness of her breasts as she reached behind her back and untied the dainty thing.

Lowering her legs, she dipped underneath the water swimming a few strokes putting a bit of distance between them. “Come.” She said bobbing to the surface. Stubborn strands of dark hair plastered around her oval face. “Swim with me.” She needed a bit of time to think. She never left a man displeased. That would be a terrible blow to an already elevated ego.
 
Room Four

Feeling to some degree revived from the shower- the body lotion had an exotic stimulant that made his skin glow and feel a heightened sensitivity. Rod rubbed himself with the soft luxury of a rich towel and still partly wet – strolled back into his room. He was rubbing his hair and did not see Jasmine resting provocatively. But he sensed her. Her perfume wafted across the room in an alluring enticing drift of intoxication. He stopped startled and surprised. Here was the most seductive and beautiful girl . He was aware of his nakedness - he quickly tried to apologise, - smiled, stuttered and felt a surge of arousal - in a confusion of excitement.

Am I believing myself he blurted out loud. Has the good fairy answered my fantasy wish. He sounded stupid saying it- but felt he had to blurt out something. She was sensually draped – he could not take his eyes off her and the more he looked – the greater his desire.

Hi – I’m Rod – please excuse my confusion – I hope I am in the right room – and you are too!!!! But must confess – I am not sure if I deserve this- but please don’t run away – He smiled and approached the bedside noticing the curve of her body, the subtle shadow of her breasts, the hint of her delectable ass- Oh he was stirred – he was hot blood and confusion. We wanted to join her.
 
ROOM FOUR

"I'm Jasmine...and am here to help you fully relax...in every way. I trust your stay so far at the Spa has been satisfactory?"

She smiled seductively at him as he approached the bed. She would never admit it, but she always got a surge of arousal by startling her clients in the same way...always displayed upon their beds...

"You shouldn't be ashamed of your nakedness....it is truly the natural way..."

She didn't even bother to hide how her eyes travelled up and down his physically fit body, even though it wasn't ladylike.

"We have the entire gardens this evening to perform your session tonight...with many sensual areas hidden amongst the vines and flowers...or we could stay here.....whatever is your wish. Tonight is your night, Mr.
Cabernet."
 
Room Four

Her esponse excited him - yet slowled him too
a whole night should not be blown on a heated charge- yet not a moment wsted. He smiled and said - and in return sweet Jasmine - I hope you will find this night is as unforgattable for you :rose:

He offered her a glass of chilled wine he noticed on the table - or somehting sweeter.

He came and sat on teh edge of the bed saying - who knows where our flights of sensual enjoyment will take us. Inside, outside- even to teh stars. He placed a hand upon a warm soft breast
and kissed easily, unhurridly on her lips, and as he did, his towel fell away revealing his pulsing manhood.
 
Room Four

She smiled up at him as he offered her a glass of the expertly chilled wine. She took it gracefully from him and took a light sip.

"We Goddesses never dissapoint..."

She let him kiss her, a soft kiss...her soft lips brushing his...and then feeling his hand cupping her soft curve...she instinctively arched her back a bit.

She broke his kiss..ending with a soft and playful nibble on his lower lip when she felt his towel reveal his nakedness.

"Very good, Mr. Cabernet.."
 
Room Two

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ROOM TWO

“It’s a simple move.” She continued unfazed by his lack of participation. Most men practically melted when she did this. A regular routine tease wasn’t going to work this time. It both frustrated and excited her. She wasn’t one to become unraveled easily and this time would be no exception. “Basically it’s doggy style. Her tone was a soft drawl, her brilliant eyes swept over him deliberately. Her own eyes lingered around the fullness of her breasts as she reached behind her back and untied the dainty thing.

Lowering her legs, she dipped underneath the water swimming a few strokes putting a bit of distance between them. “Come.” She said bobbing to the surface. Stubborn strands of dark hair plastered around her oval face. “Swim with me.” She needed a bit of time to think. She never left a man displeased. That would be a terrible blow to an already elevated ego.


He smiled at her, and then swam towards her, his body sliding through the water with ease, his movements regular, and smooth. The motions of a skilled swimmer, who did this frequently.

"It hardly seems fair for me to be the only one not wearing clothing."

His jibe was light, making a point of being being immodest about his own body. He wasn't going to make this easy. For the ammount he was paying, he expected only the best.
 
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Room Four


Her lips tasted of honey, peaches, spices and mysteries. The exotic flavours of the east – the promise of a thousand and one nights. Ah yessss a Goddess – he smiled. I have always wanted to be entranced by one – I know my pleasures – and fantasies, but have always imagined there is an even more exotic one who can take me even further in the garden of delights and erotic pleasures. I wonder – are you that Goddess?

He kissed again – deeper and rolled his hand over her breast – her back arched as she thrust forwards to him – a sensual erotic move, her nipple hardened and he felt it on his palm – a hardening raspberry to suckle and enjoy. Cupping his hand he eased her breast upwards and gently tugged her nipple between finger and thumb. Then bending his head, he trailed his lips over her other now exposed breast and circled her nipple with his tongue. Her perfume rose from between her breasts – enticing and captivating.

Tell me he asked – what delights will you offer me tonight – I wish to enjoy and partake of all you can share. As he spoke- his manhood stiffened and reared as if signalling his rising need for pleasure.
 
Room 3

Andrew Stewart
Self Made Multi millionaire
34 yrs
Tall and well built.

Andrew, is a fit bloke. He was an athlete in college and a bit of a party animal. He never had problems picking up beautiful women - good looking, popular and smart. He was also very highly driven.

Once out of college, his only passion was to be successful. He pushed himself hard and worked relentlessly. At 34 he was one of the younger successful people he knew.

Along the way he married a high society girl. But his work was always his first priority. The wedding soon turned sour. He never gave her anytime, and she was too busy in her high society life. So they found a comfortable unspoken resolution to their problem. He would continue with his love of his work, and she would continue to do what she loved - live the good life.

Due to his work he traveled a lot. This trip was one of the more stressful one that he had in a while. Finally he had been able to close the deal. He had a lot of steam to blow and stress to relieve. One of the execs he met mentioned this great spa. Although he would not need to pay for sex, he just didn't have time for the stress that came with having a mistress. For him it was just easier and more convenient this way.

As he entered into the Spa he was ushered into the luxuriously decorated room for the treatment he had already booked. He took off his coat and headed to the small bar- where he made himself a generous scotch on the rocks.

He sat himself down on one of the only couches in the room and waited for his hostess.
 
Room Four

Jasmine was thoroughly impressed with this client. Most men were hesitent at first..but not this one...not Mr. Cabernet.

She shifted just a bit as he leaned over her...a soft hand tracing his right shoulder...up to his chin...letting him slowly bend down for another kiss....her tongue tentively touching his...letting it explore against hers.

"Oh Mr. Cabernet..a garden of delights is exactly what you will find tonight..I shall bring you many pleasures...untill we are both satisfied that you are completly and fully free of tension..."

And then suddenly his hand was once more on her round fullness..bringing an unexpected arching of her back...as well as a soft whimper. She shifted her hips once more...gently entwineing her leg with his...softly rubbing the back of his thighs with her toes...oh yes Mr. Cabernet would soon find out just how flexible she could be...just like the creeping vines of her namesake.
 
Room Four

He was stirred by her response- the slow, sensual feel of her- a woman who knew how to enjoy her own plreasures - to take what she wanted but to give, to excite, to encourage her lover so that they rose to greater heigths of exquisit sensuality.

Even the tips of her fingers, light as a feather - touched the very spot of his senses, she was able to arrouse with so little - yet it burend to his core.

Her lips - would of their own - he was sure take him furthr than otehr lips- he sipped and touched her tongue - resisting any urge to press forward hastily. He wanted to catch every subtlety of her sensual skills. Yes she was a Goddess of the erotic and had known many men - so he wanted to share to full essence of her delights- to swim in her sensual pool - even to drown in her - he found he wanted to consume her - yet be consumed. Never had he felt such a tantellising yearning fo be entwined in a tangle of sensuality.

Her foot rubbed the back of his thighs - while he felt to lightness of her fingers play on his chin. He shudderd in anticipation of more. He was intoxicated with the slow deepening waves of her sensual enchantment.

Massaging her tongue gently with his, he breathed her prefume- while feeling the hardness of her nipple on his palm. He was in a dioema - should he press her for fast and deep relief now- so that they could then enjoy slower longer and even more satisfying congress afterwards throughou the night. Or horror of horros- what were the spa rules- was he only allowed one orgasm - tehn she would fade away - possibly never to retrun - or could they indulge continuously through out the night repeating and exploring every way thye could indulge their appetites. He breathed to her - I want you Goddness- but tell me- how much and how often may we indulge my appetites tonight. As he spoke - his hands became more urgent as they exlored her sweet, lush curves and valleys of delight.
 
Jasmine loved every second of his kisses. She would tease him with soft little kisses...little tiny nibbles....tongues dancing and mixing together. But his hands were amazing! Her chest rose up to meet his hand harder..her nipples so sensitive and hard in the palm of his hand.

Jasmine was in a dilemna. She felt her body reacting so quickly to his
touches...his palm against her curves so gently but not hiding the burning desire she knew was building in him. She pressed her hips up against his...feeling his raging manliness pressing agaisnt her, with nothing but the silk of her skirt between them.

And then she felt his moaned words agaisnt her neck..his heavy breath as she knew he desired such release...she let out another whimper as her lithe body shuddered. She kissed and nibbled on his ear lightly as she moaned her response.

"You may take this Goddess as many times as you desire..."
 
Her sensual words of encouragement were heady - fuelling his desire. He realised they may indulge their appetites endlessly - constrained only by their imaginations. His head spun with visions of their joining, their moving, their sensual exploration of all earlthy delights- and yes - even transported beyond their imaginations - limitless possibilities were theirs.

These images rushed through his mind and fuelled his ardent caresses. His hands were those of a musician, seeking to play this beautiful instrument. To tune her- thrill her - find her chords of exstacy and create a sensual duet of delight.

His mouth expressed his hunger and his hands searched for closer touch of her silken skin, The whispers of her exotic dress revealed and accentuated the delicous curves and sensual lines of her body, he groaned and trailed his mouth down between the valley of her breasts- breathing in her heady perfume- lost in her enchantment. His hand caressed her breast - and now raising his head - he searched for her arroused nipple - teasing it with his tongue - while one of his hands searched lower- pressing and circling - his fingers trailed to excite and arrouse her - as he sought her sweet and sensual passage to paradise.

His towel had fallen, he was naked - strong and bold, while her own partial silk robe added to the allure and mysteries her body slowly and tantellisingly revealed.
 
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A random stranger sits on the roof of the establishment with his legs crossed. He feel the air running through his hair and lies back totally bored of what's going on below him.
 
Room Four

Jasmine hands clutched against his shoulders. His hands...so expertly touching her...exploring agianst her overly sensitive nipples...Then she felt his kisses lower...

She arched her back harder...leaning her head back as she felt his soft kisses in the valley between her breasts...and his tantalizing hand lowering to her smooth pussy. She whimpered loudly as she felt his tongue agaisnt her nipple..each flick sending tingles down somewhere deep inside her.

And then her body nearly jumped as his fingers found her most sensitive folds and her tender little knob of a clit. She cried out loudly, nearly twisting her body in pleasure as his finger brushed agaisnt the tiny little gold circle of her most private piercing.
 
Room Four
Her sighs and writhing sensuality spurred him on, exciting him to stirr her more.

He paused and smiled when he found her golden ring - She was indeed an exotic woman of mystery, what other signs and keys would he find in this night of passion.

Heady topical scented night breezes filled the room, wafting their own exotic messages, stimulating the senses with their hot - cold shivers across naked flesh.

His fingers stroked more urgently - flickering and playing over her hardened and now swelling bud clit - It was becomming the center of her focus, he massaged her with finger and thumb - stroking faster to excite her - sensations flowed screaming through her body and mind as she began to lift and float with desire for more.

She knew she was the Goddess of the night - but here was a man taking her- stirring her hunger- and now she shuddered even more- as she felt the hot breath from his lips hover over her moist and hungering folds. Her mind flooded with the image of him suckling her - probing her and she wanted more.

He was taken by the moment. His cock raged and brushed across her thighs as he moved downwards to take her opening folds and lips with his and unleash his tongue to take and pleasure her. Her ring had excited him, for it signified how she treasured her pussy and the serving it desired and offerd in return. .
 
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