Lisa’s turn

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Lisa’s turnExhausted, I surveyed the dishes s**ttered across the table. Guests gone, evening over, Lisa doing something in the kitchen. My body wanted to go to bed but my mind was telling me that I had to clean up. Fucking mind. “Never fucking mind, fucking mind.” “What?” :isa asked from the kitchen. “Just mumbling to myself babe” I replied, just as she bounced through the door into the dining room with a fresh bottle of red and two clean glasses. Grinning. “How can you possibly be so fucking happy with this fucking mess to pick up?”. “I’m fucking happy because I’m going to fuck you!” Her grin turned into a devilish smile. My mind was protesting as she pushed aside a dirty plate, set the bottle and glasses down on the table, parted my legs and straddled my left thigh. “No panties!” I yelled as her wet little self landed on my leg like a big sloppy kiss. She laughed. “All night sexy, internet casino I’ve been bare ass under this skirt ALL NIGHT.” Her eyes were wide and she touched the tip of her tongue to her upper lip. She poured us each a glass of the red, clinked them together and handed me one. “Here’s to my hungry little critter about to be fed by your thigh darling!” I had to laugh, Lisa was not to be denied. We sipped a toast and she leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips.Lisa’s kisses were so sweet, her full lips were never too wet and never dry, and tonight they tasted of the wine. We looked into each others eyes and Lisa started to move her pelvis. Ever so slowly, working herself on my thigh. I closed my eyes and imagined her thighs; beautiful buttery soft and freckled. I’d never known a girl with such freckled thighs before Lisa. I loved kissing them, smelling her skin. canlı poker oyna I wanted to kiss them now but Lisa had other plans. Our lips met again, this kiss long and deep. Lisa’s tongue searching, across my teeth and around my tongue. My heart beat faster and I began to dampen. Lisa nibbled my lip and pulled away as abruptly as she had come. “Let’s drink some more wine,” wide eyed and smiling. She continued working my thigh as we drank, her wet little pussy driving down on me and her beautiful dark eyes looking deeply into mine. She finished her glass with one long slug, and I followed. Without a pause in her grind Lisa unbuttoned my blouse and slid it over my shoulders, then unclasped my front closure and let my breasts feel the open air. Her warm hands cupped my breasts and she began squeezing my nipples. She was moving a little faster, breathing a little harder. My canlı bahis nipples wanted more. “Squeeze them hard baby, hard please.” She smiled and bore down. Mmmm, I love having my nipples pinched and I’m getting wetter as she comes back to my lips and we kiss, deeper again, longer, Lisa now riding my thigh hard, clearly close now, tongue darting across mine, lips hungry, kissing my face, thighs tight, pussy hard down on my leg, tiny hard movements, Lisa gasping, eyes close tight, pulling my nipples hard, groaning, tongue darting, pelvis bucking, harder down, bucking faster, lips pressing against mine stopped, pressing, gasping, moaning, then suddenly softening. Wet soft kisses from drained Lisa, still working my thigh ever so slightly, her grip on my nipples loosening. Her dark eyes open slowly, her grin coming back as she straightens up and runs her hand through her long dark hair. “Sweetness” she whispers as she pours us each another glass of wine. I’m thinking about just how much I love Lisa as I look across the table at the mess that remains. “Fucking dishes” I mutter. Lisa smiles. “Fuck the dishes baby, it’s your turn.”

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