Walker He walked through the door looking cocky and confid..
🕑 Added 2023-06-20 00:04:03 +0000 UTC
Walker He walked through the door looking cocky and confident. His mischievous grin was that of a man knowing the pleasure he was about to partake in. Inhaling deeply he paused and took her all in…her scent, her shining auburn hair glimmering in the dim lights, her breasts, my god her breasts! They were overflowing and spilling out of the corset she was wearing. Her legs, a sight to behold, were opening and closing as she swung them in a dance before him. Her lips, full, shining and wet, begging to be kissed. She smiled at him, telling him he seemed cockier than normal. “It’s you” he replied. “You’re great for my ego.” There was something about her that one could never adequately describe. Tori was oozing sexuality as well as sensuality. Her beauty was unique and captivating, and she looked nowhere near her age of 60. She told him on several occasions that she was proud of her age, and one need not question why. She was quick witted, incredibly intelligent, well versed, and able to draw anyone into the warm and welcoming environment that she offered. There was a type of raw magnetism and jovial positive energy that enveloped those who became close to her. Walker was tall, burly and incredibly sexy. He walked with an air of confidence that was well deserved. He was handsome, well built, a man’s man, with a twinkle in his eyes that seemed to beckon one in a come hither and get ready for the ride of your life type of way. Tori was sitting up on the bed, her nipples becoming hard at the sight of him. He was a 5 star lover, matching Tori in the ravenous and almost insatiable appetite for sex. There weren’t many gents who could satisfy her hunger, quench her thirst time and again, but Walker was in the top tier of her list. He mentioned to her, on more than one occasion, that he lacked in self confidence and was always worried about not satisfying his lover. This never seemed to be a problem with them. The ebbs and flows were natural and unique time and again. Moving towards her he lowered himself to her waiting lips. Their tongues danced the dance of lovers, craving what they were about to share, and savoring every moment of their time together. He pulled away to assist her in removing his clothes. Looking down at her, watching her lick her lips, was the stuff dreams were made of. He reached down and let his fingers play over her nipples. The sound of her breath catching in her throat at his touch was mesmerizing, addictive. Their pace suddenly quickened, both knowing what was about to happen would be magical. They didn’t want to rush, but then again they were both master craftsmen in the way they toyed with each other's bodies. It was always a frenzied mixture of rushing and slowing, like the beat of a perfect song. He lowered his mouth, pulling her hair back to expose the soft creamy velvet of her neck. The warmth of his moist breath as he drew her near made her shudder. “I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he whispered into her ear. In truth, she never seemed to leave his mid. He would hunger for her as he had no woman before until they could be together and she would blow his mind again. She seemed to be as addicted to him as he was to her. This was obvious in her labored breathing, almost panting for him. The deep inhaling and exhaling caused her breasts to swell, a look he often went to when servicing himself. His free hand moved into her cleavage. He felt her hand move over top of his as she guided him between her massive tits.. As he played, cupping the soft cushions of her tits, pinching her nipples….lightly, then in a rougher manner, just as she instructed him to do. He felt dominant yet submissive when with her, and it was an exquisite combination meant to be savored, treasured, and appreciated. Slowly she took his hand again, this time moving it to the top of her thighs, close enough to heaven that he could feel the sweet heat awaiting him. Her hands found his bulge, practically throbbing for her, and she squeezed his balls. Releasing them as quickly as she had grabbed them, then raking her nails slightly from the sweet place where his ass met his balls, made his knees begin to buckle. “Oh, you like that do you?” she asked in a testing manner. “Then how about this” she continued as she reached for his cock, moving it up against his belly and opening her mouth just below his balls. She looked up at him, matching the fire in his eyes as she let her tongue play over him. He felt his jaw drop as she took his balls into her mouth, sucking as she did his cock. The feeling, while exquisite and soul moving wasn’t what made him stop her. It was the look in her eyes, that cloudy, smoldering look, the one of satisfaction at her effect on him that caused him to push her away. Momentarily. He found himself shaking his head as though this would stop the massive orgasm begging to be released. Keeping her face beneath his raging hard on she let her tongue move along the length of his shaft. She would suddenly stop before reaching the head, her eyes smiling and playful. Slowly she would take the head into her mouth, her lips not quite touching his skin. The warm heat of her breath alone was better than any blow job he had ever had the pleasure of enjoying. Playing his rod like a fine instrument, she brought him to the edge, and then stopped. “Not yet, babe” she said. She rose up from the bed and practically dove into him, her kisses heated and urgent. Taking him by the face she pulled him onto the bed with her. “I want you to taste me” she said in a voice so low he barely heard. Grasping at his shoulders, she began pushing him lower. As he reached the soft flesh of her thighs he decided to get her back for her teasing. Sticking his tongue out, pressing into her clit, and then pulling away he continued to tease. “Is this what you want ?” he asked . She reached down, her long black nails beckoning him towards her throbbing clit as she spread her lips for him. It was a sight, a feast to behold. He began licking at her thighs, her pussy, alongside but never quite touching her clit. When she could stand it no longer she grabbed his head, pushing him into her pussy, now dripping wet. Sucking at her clit caused her to moan aloud, but when he began fucking her with his tongue her cries were of pure passion, desire, and eventually release. She came hard, the first time, her juice dripping into his mouth as he pushed his tongue deeper and deeper inside.
