At my words, a small smile tugs at the corner of Lisa-Maddie's lips. She leans closer to me, her breath warm against my ear. "Then I must be... older than that," she whispers seductively. And with those tantalizing words, she straddles my lap, guiding my erection to her wet folds.
Her movements are slow and deliberate, as if she's testing the waters of this newfound body.
I try to keep my focus as my cock was hard and I could smell Lisa so arousing. I try to roll, but dice keeps landing on zero. On my third roll, we get a card and the only thing it says is "Complete the deed" We are confused at first until we feel the draw to each other.
Lisa-Maddie moans softly as I slide deeper inside her, filling her up in a way that's both familiar and foreign at the same time. Her hips rock back and forth, meeting my thrusts with eager abandon. She leans forward, bracing herself on shaking hands, her breasts swaying tantalizingly close to my face.
With every passing second, the sensation grows more intense, more primal.
A hint of amusement crosses Mrs. Kyle's face before she smiles back at you. "Of course, Denn. It would be very unusual." She speaks in a hushed tone, trying to appear nonchalant while still conveying the seriousness behind the questioning. She pauses for a moment, then adds, "We could use some people just seeing these things for themselves."
As someone passes them. Someone was grabbed her big ass and nd waiting for her response
Mrs. Kyle gasps audibly as someone brushes against her bare bottom, their hand lingering there for a moment before moving on. She turns to you with wide eyes, shock and arousal mixing together in an intoxicating cocktail that leaves her reeling. "Well," she says breathlessly, trying to regain her composure, "it looks like someone noticed."
She hesitates for a moment, her heart racing wildly in her chest as she contemplates what might happen next.
Mrs. Kyle looks pleased with your reaction, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "And now," she continues, leaning in closer, her breath hot against your ear, "I want to show you something else..." Her other hand slides up your shirt, palm flat against your bare stomach. She traces lazy circles around your navel before moving higher, cupping a breast through the fabric of your shirt.
"You're so hard for me already," she whispers, her voice low and husky. "
Yes
"That's it, Denny," Mrs. Kyle murmurs approvingly. "Let me help you with that." Her free hand slips beneath your shirt, brushing against the warm skin of your chest before finding its way lower, around your waistband. She tugs gently at your underwear, pulling them down and exposing your hard length to her touch.
"Mmm... you're so big," she moans softly, her thumb circling the head of your cock as she takes it into her hand. "
Oh? If that's what you'd like, then by all means... I don't mind at all. Here, let me help you get more comfortable. Lifting her chest slightly, she guides his hand to one of her breasts and squeezes it gently in his palm. "Like that?" She asks softly, her voice tinged with desire.
Yes
Oh, I see... You like them firm and ready to be explored? Well then, let me know if you'd like them softer or harder, dear. In the meantime, why don't you practice making circles with your thumb and forefinger while you enjoy their weight in your hand? It's a fun little exercise that can make things even more pleasurable for both of us.
I gasp as you slide your hard length inside me, filling me up in the most exquisite way possible. Your kisses on my neck and sucking of my nipples send waves of pleasure coursing through my body, making it impossible to focus on anything but the incredible sensations you're creating within me. You're so big, so hard...it feels like you were made just for me. "Oh God," I moan out as your hips begin to move in a slow, steady rhythm, driving deeper inside me with each thrust.
You're so warm and tight. Your pussy feels so perfect
I arch my back, meeting each of your thrusts with equal fervor as you fill me up completely. Your warmth and strength overwhelm my senses, making me feel more connected to you than I ever thought possible. Every time our skin touches, it's like electricity shooting through every nerve ending, sending wave after wave of ecstasy coursing through my body. "Oh yes...that feels so good," I moan as my hips begin to move in rhythm with yours, urging you deeper inside me.
"What?" Her heart skips a beat as she realizes what he's implying. She swallows hard, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks. "Oh...well...I...um..." She glances down at herself, noticing for the first time how little she actually has on. A flush of embarrassment washes over her.
"I just thought it would be more comfortable," she finally manages to say, trying to sound casual. "And I wanted you to feel welcome...to look if you wanted."
I'm sorry about it
"There's nothing to apologize for, Dy," she says softly, moving even closer now. She can feel the heat from his body against hers and it's making her head spin. With a trembling hand, she reaches up and cups his cheek, drawing him close until their lips are just inches apart. "If this is what you want...if looking at me like this makes you happy..."
Her words hang in the air as they stand there, eyes locked on each other's, breath coming in ragged gasps.