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Canción de La Noche  

mikesmith1915 50M
3 posts
9/18/2018 1:56 pm
Canción de La Noche

It's the vastness really; the ways our bodies respond to our own lusts: alone in our space at the theatre - my hand reaches between your skirt and rubs your clit - Your hand is stroking my cock while 2 of my fingers slip into your wet pussy and reach high toward the silkiness of your g-spot , whispering in your ear “can i play with your tits.” My fingers brush, caress, pinch your nipples playfully through your blouse as they get harder - your mouth going up and down on my cock while my hand moves down to unhook your bra - hand under your shirt, under your bra to your breasts - and no one’s watching, because we’re in the back of the theatre, and in the back of the theatre there’s just me sucking on your big tits - there’s just me kissing your neck with you on my lap (facing the screen) and you’re sliding up and down on my cock so beautifully, your ass nestled in my hands, a wet finger fucks it. It’s the slowness of it all, trying to silence erotic moans. Those moments in the film when the theater gets dark and once again we begin to explore with even more lust - back at your place, watching ourselves fuck-insatiably in every angle of a mirror: you on your hands and knees, half dressed, getting fucked doggy style on the edge of the bed - my cock sliding in and out while I pull back on your shoulders and begin to ride your sexy body listening to all the sounds of all our sexual cravings being satisfied. while, your big tits bounce and your pussy tightens and my cock rejoices, and shouldn’t we continue, continue if our minds and realities and bodies are reeling together: exploring ways to tap into every sexual thought, action and daydream - the couch, squeaking bed, shower, backseat...69ing up in the dunes on the quiet part of the beach - my tongue exploring the depth of your wetness with waves crashing. 3 full-length mirrors in the elevator, making you moan (53 floors non-stop), my own breath quickened, my hands travel the length of your body endlessly. The lost weekend, still in bed: slow and easy, and then pounding your wet pussy; our bodies entwined rocked by orgasms by: you on top riding my big cock while I suck on your tits in the heat of the night - your pussy dripping with an erotic lustful lust, my words traveling, whispering in your ear how hot and hard you’ve got me.

Biggirll510 63F
10 posts
9/17/2019 7:35 pm

 ooohhh my!


IcCandii 41F  
86 posts
7/28/2021 11:30 pm

 Wow. The previous comment of oh my was right


mikesmith1915 50M

7/29/2021 1:26 pm

 You're both too kind. Erotica is such a beautiful form of expressionism. Thank you for sharing in these times.


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