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"It's Sunday, so I think at least one of us should be worshipping on their knees.." I like you're thinking I lay down n eat out before I plan on eating for a while! | |||
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"It's Sunday, so I think at least one of us should be worshipping on their knees.." Agreed. It's what Sunday's were made for | |||
"Would love some between my legs now kissing me abd livking Mr before taking me bare and making me cum" Definitely would love to do this! | |||
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"What kind of style of sex do you most prefer on a nice rainy Sunday like today?! I would love to have some bed filled kisses and oral right now. But you know, no woman around god damn it!" Oral would be amazing waking up to it or waking her up ;p Love looking into her eyes as you push fully inside her so missionary is great, love to push her against a wall or sofa etc fuck doggy, orrrr ride me real good that's all I ask lol | |||
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"It's too morning for sex yet. I could live with some cuddles and a blow job, but leave my vagina out of it 💜" Il give you cuddles if you wanna give head sounds a good deal | |||
" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? " Something to do with spring time? | |||
" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? Something to do with spring time?" Bed springs? | |||
" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? Something to do with spring time? Bed springs? " • Not quite. The OP has a water bed. 💦 | |||
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"It's too morning for sex yet. I could live with some cuddles and a blow job, but leave my vagina out of it 💜" Sounds like a good deal, I’ll make the brew so you can wet your whistle first | |||
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"My style? You could call it the årt of making love without making love." You Sir, stole my very line. Was it done with a Bruce Lee accent. | |||
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" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? Something to do with spring time? Bed springs? • Not quite. The OP has a water bed. 💦" Having now visualised Bruce and Nero undulating with nothing but the Sunday papers to cover their modesty I feel the need to dust imaginary pastry crumbs as I acquire a second coffee | |||
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"My style? You could call it the årt of making love without making love. · You Sir, stole my very line. Was it done with a Bruce Lee accent." • It was done with a Eurasian/Cantonese accent, yes. 😉 | |||
" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? Something to do with spring time? Bed springs? • Not quite. The OP has a water bed. 💦 Having now visualised Bruce and Nero undulating with nothing but the Sunday papers to cover their modesty I feel the need to dust imaginary pastry crumbs as I acquire a second coffee " • We put the "he" in shenanigans. | |||
" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? Something to do with spring time? Bed springs? " Quite likely a lot of eternal hope springs on this site! | |||
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" ... What are "bed filled kisses"? Something to do with spring time? Bed springs? • Not quite. The OP has a water bed. 💦 Having now visualised Bruce and Nero undulating with nothing but the Sunday papers to cover their modesty I feel the need to dust imaginary pastry crumbs as I acquire a second coffee • We put the "he" in shenanigans." I like men who play well together | |||
"Having now visualised Bruce and Nero undulating with nothing but the Sunday papers to cover their modesty I feel the need to dust imaginary pastry crumbs as I acquire a second coffee • We put the "he" in shenanigans. · I like men who play well together " • If this is you ruffling your plumage at me... it's working. Slowly, but working. | |||
"Her naked foot rubbed his leg, he did not stir. She frowned slightly and ran her foot up the inside of his naked thigh. Still he did not stir. She smiled, she knew she could rouse him, just need to work a bit more at it. her foot traced back down his firm, muscled calf as she moved slightly over on the bed. Her hand traced lightly over his chest, teasing the chest hair. She watched her hand moving slowly, watching the rise and fall of his chest for any changes to show he was really awake or waking up now. She looked at his chest hair, noticing that this too was starting to show greying, like his stubbly growth and the hair on his head, the flush of youth gone being replaced by this delicious silvery fox. her hand wandered further down his body and across his belly as she started to feel her breath get shorter, well she was certainly rousing herself ! she looked up to his face, nothing no movement. He was on his left side, leg underneath him straight the other raised slightly, his right arm was resting on his side, the forearm and hand on the bed. She watched his chest rise and fall, her hand still stroking down his exposed belly and down toward his cock. Still nothing to show that he was awake or waking up. She turned her attention onto his groin and watching as she made a figure of eight on his skin with her nails, slightly under his raised right leg and touching the tip of his now flaccid cock. Slowly, stroking, grazing with her nails, waiting for some signs that he was feeling her and waking up. She brought her hand back up to his exposed right side and from just above his hip bone, she dragged her perfectly sculpted red nails down his side. Firmly, making a slight reddening trace as they scraped their way past his hip across the top of his slightly raised right leg, travelling across his thigh seeking the soft flesh of his inner thigh and the tip of his cock. A moan escaped his lips as he moved over onto his back, she moved quickly and covered his cock with her mouth, taking in all the softness of it as she sucked it in. ‘mmmmmm’ he moved under her, she smiled and carried on sucking, feeling the limpness being replaced by a more firm, growing erect offering. Now this is more like it. Her other hand reached under his balls and slowly started stroking and moving her way to his ass. " Can see that story getting quoted a few times between now and the thread getting too long! | |||