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They lay tangled, the warm, early summer twilight bathing the garden with a warm glow and illuminating their naked bodies with a surreal light.

Pearls of excitement formed on her glistening nether lips as she blew on the tip of his pre-cum soaked penis – the shaft wet where she had been softly licking it to full arousal. Now it was purple, rigid and hard, almost angry as she teased it with the tip of her tongue before slipping her lips over the head.

He groaned with the pleasure of her touch before pulling her hips towards his waiting head, ready to taste her pleasure. Softly he pulled her cheeks beypazarı escort apart and buried his face into the crack of her butt, nose against the rosebud shape of her anus, tongue easing into the wet slit of her sex, lapping her sweet nectar.

Now it was her turn to shudder and moan at the pleasure of the moment. The lovers redoubled their efforts, she taking as much as she could of his pre-cum oozing penis, eagerly lapping, swallowing and working him to the fast approaching climax, he now attacking her clit as she writhed against him.

She came first – hard, so çankaya escort hard – against that vibrant tongue and mouth. Then as his first pulse sprayed into the air reaching her thrown back head and throat she caught the next in her open mouth before engulfing him and sucking the rest out as if her very life depended upon it.

She pulled away from him and turning round to face him knelt between his knees, watching him as she continued to suck and lick him, keeping him from softening, returning him to the state of a moment ago.

Then she moved up, feet straddling his hips çayyolu escort dripping her arousal onto the head of his shaft, working him against herself then, satisfied the time was right, easing him into her in one continuous slow slide.

They moved slowly, deliberate motion – shaft against clit, sex to sex, then imperceptibly speeding up, the motion becoming rushed and ragged as they rose to the heights of yet another orgasm, his back arched in a rictus of love. He pushed up into her as he sprayed his seed for the generations to come.

Their ecstasy shuddered to a halt as he pulled her down to lie on the grass beside the pool, cuddling into him, one leg lying over his, still breathing hard from their exertions as they kissed – lovers ever – in the warmth of that long ago evening, a half eaten apple carelessly tossed to one side as their passion overtook them.

© Sven the Elder June 2002

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