Chapter 27 The Three Trips

• So I went down by the route of his grave neck to arrive on her right breast and her charming erectile nipple while my hand made her neighbor wait. But her hand continued her pressure. Obviously she wanted to jump this step! Too bad for me ! So I resumed my descent by promising to return to these two sweets. My tongue has traveled all its body in damp arabesques. The more I went down, the more her body was cable; The more her breath accelerated as my hands, which became free still lingering on her two nipples with my regrets. Arrived at the edge of her little fleece, I branched down slightly on the right to lick this very sensitive skins by tearing off small cries. Suddenly her second hand arrived in reinforcement and pressed my head to her small partially hooded button. He was already pulling under the action of his little muscles and his desire for pleasure. So I attacked the second stage of the second trip, slowly, with the tip of my tongue and then with my two tight lips. She arched more than under the effect of a powerful electric shock. I felt her legs held under mine. Her tetani gave her body in a suspended spasm. She seemed to have only kept the mastery of her hands that pressed my head on her sex. Below it was the flood! I felt the cyprine flowing under my fingers and suddenly three small drawing jets came to flood my hand. My finger that made her enjoy a few moment ago to his neighbor and the two entered her two gaping and lubricated orifices. She emitted groans, cries; The tension of her body reached his Paroxysm.
• Sucks me the clitoris, eat it, move your fingers, make me enjoy all the holes ... That's it, I come, slow down, slow down ... oh yes, oh yes still ... it lasts, I enjoy clitoris, in my holes , it's good, it's good ...
• Her two wet offices were tightened on my fingers in regular spasms, each at their own pace. Then the storm passed, I removed my fingers because my tongue was waiting for its turn and slowly I started to lick its lips then its vagina which was still contracting. I drank this abundant fountain. I was drowning my face. She continued to move for her back, twisting her body, blowing her enjoyment into little groans of abandonment. My tongue has still descended, crossing the prohibited border, to come and tickle its rosette. She was almost surprised and gave a little cry.