Tisha Woods
My lips touch your neck
My lips touch your neck, your ear turns to me and, pressing tightly to each other, we merge in a strong kiss and without letting go of each other's lips, we slowly move into the bathroom, where, under the warm streams of the shower, my hands gently wash you, your breasts, pussy, ass, your hands wash my already erect penis and play with it a little; pinching, squeezing, you even try to kiss him, but I don't want this, and taking you by the shoulders, I kiss them, our lips again merge in a kiss, the shower, held in one of us's hands, pours warm water that flows down our bodies, feet, we come to our senses and turn off the water, we begin to get each other wet with shaggy fluffy towels and cuddle again, my hands lie on your ass, pressing you to me, they stroke it, you feel the elastic hardness of a standing penis resting on your tummy, my lips kiss yours neck, chest, reach your lips, kiss them, my tongue penetrates between your lips, passes between your teeth and upper and lower lips, my mouth sucks your tongue, sucks your upper lower lip, hands stroke your hips, ass, hollow between the buttocks, starting from the tailbone, going down, the tracks come back. You yourself are already clinging tightly to me, your hands are on my neck, and when you tilt your head slightly, placing your neck under my lips, I feel your hot breath and your dry lips on the skin of my chest. My hands pick you up and carry you into the bedroom, placing you on the bed. My lips begin their journey through your wonderful body, they touch your so beautiful eyes, which are already covered with languor, your flushed and hot cheeks, ears, kissing slightly tickling your neck, shoulders, slightly sliding the tongue along the arms from the inside, lingering a little elbow bend. My lips are already on your chest, caressing, kissing it, its nipples.
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