For The Sensual

What really made Sydd's cock twitch and then stand at attention—even more-so than before—was the coy-one's look….she was a 'boi-girl'….as flat-chested as a board, and not giving a damn….exquisitely made up with eyes like smouldering coals…spikey, black, short cork-screwed do….and where her patent-leather thigh-boots ended—a sheer, black thong, she shouldn't have even wasted her time with—the thong did nothing to hide or even contain that big, black snake nestled there….

Sydd stared, and the boi-girl stared back….a kind of mocking look….a look that said: 'This should be your cock….'

Sydd went to her knees; the grace of a panther, unobtrusively crowding the red-head out of the way…. R's cock hardly felt the cool night air between her hot mouth and Sydd's…. R's turn to moan again…this mouth was too familiar and too dangerous….he'd loose it here….if not now, soon….

Sydd clapped her hand to the base of the flat-chested beauty's skull and forced her tongue back into her mouth and around R's cock….then together, the two of them face-fucked R and tongue-fucked each other….

Sydd's gloved hand made its way up the slim one's thigh and cupped the full basket at the juncture where the two legs met….as they kissed and face-fucked R's dick, she loosed the pretty, big cock from its gauze net…. such a big, pretty cock….

R recognizes the expertise on his cock….a gentle tug of the lead and she moves forward to wedge his piece in the back of her throat….it is not so much what he wants as what she desires….and what she desires she is hardly denied…. The tug pulls the other entwined tongue with it and the size of this cock lodged in the throat would cause the best to gag….then again, she wants to gag…. She wants the combined froth of their spit and the cream of his precum to backwash thick and sticky from her lips and to slick that big pole again…. Someone, out there, watching this, should be getting ready to get fucked….