Christine`s Adventure in Orlando with Ian Ian means everything to me. We have a connection that is beyond words. We are so intimately close, yet there is that wall that we can’t seem to cross. I do believe him when he says there is nothing he would not do for me. And physically, I can’t resist him. It is like I closed my eyes and imagined the perfect man for me, and there he is. I can spend all night just touching him, kissing his skin...
They say that the Indian women Devadasi believe that sex with men is divine and draws them closer to the presence of their gods. If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I know who I would have been in a past life.

I have sweet melons that will make mouths water, my round, voluptuous behind, pink palace of pleasure.

Words mean so little. Sometimes, it takes knowing the person well to understand their actions.
Like when a man`s eyes light up as I walk in the room...   or he takes me in his arms and holds me close...   or lingers and tucks me in before I fall asleep...   ...it means so much.
I moved back and lowered his pants. His cock jumped out like a cobra striking, his shorts dropped to the floor and he kicked them to the side.

He stood and turned around slowly, revealing a hard cock standing straight out. It was not big, not thick, but just right. Completely smooth -- no veins, no bumps, just smooth velvet-like skin. His balls hung heavy in a hairless sac, and I began to slobber, anticipating the taste to come. He stood waiting as I quickly shed my clothes. My loins began to moisten and we slowly walked to each other.
We hugged ferociously as our loins pressed together. Our mouths met in a deep embrace, and the grunts and moans coming from us told me that we were having fun now!

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Christine`s Adventure in Francisco with Nicholas Nicholas means everything to me. We have a connection that is beyond words. We are so intimately close, yet there is that wall that we can’t seem to cross. I do believe him when he says there is nothing he would not do for me. And physically, I can’t resist him. It is like I closed my eyes and imagined the perfect man for me, and there he is. I can spend all night just touching him, kissing his skin... I needed a man that night, a man who could take care of a real woman. I looked at Nicholas and asked, `know a man that might be up to the assignment?` From the attention he paid to his groin, it looked like he might, indeed, be up to it.

My demure exterior belies the temptress within and I have the wild streak of a true Jersey girl. Bazoongas that would be the envy of any girl and, round shapely bottom plus, I`m the goddess of tight pussy!

So what can a girl do? As dilemmas go this was not a very difficult one, believe me.
I`m a busy girl. I always have work to do and while I love having sex, sometimes I don`t need it to be a huge ordeal. Sometimes I can skip the foreplay, go straight to the main event, and be out of bed before a guy`s figured out a place to throw the condom. But this time,...

I put my hands on the back of a chair and waited as Nicholas positioned himself behind me. He eased my cheeks open, reached down and softly stroked my pussy lips. I raised my ass to give him better access. He took his cock and pushed against my opening. I moaned and wiggled myself at him, getting him in position. Then he put his hands on my hips and slowly pushed into me. I tried to relax and open as the head of his cock moved beyond the lips and into my pussy. He felt so hot and hard, so powerful as he eased into me.

"Oh, baby, you feel so good," Nicholas whispered as he pushed in another inch.

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Christine`s Adventure in Universal with Jason I`ve known Jason for a while and call him Mr. Kinky. Well, Mr. Kinky and I decided to go on a little trip and relax for a weekend.
They say that the Indian women Devadasi believe that sex with men is divine and draws them closer to the presence of their gods. If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I know who I would have been in a past life.

I knew that I had Jason hooked when he said, `If God made a greater pair of breasts, he would have kept them for himself.` Then he took a long slow look at an absolutely incredible ass, fantastic legs, pussy so nice you`ll want to lick it clean.

Sometimes I want loving caresses, warm, gentle hands gliding over my skin, pulling, evoking, drawing out desire, easing me into my heat.
It`s in private that a courtesan is given the opportunity to perfectly reveal her essence. A gentleman who has never availed himself of courtesan services will mock her chosen profession. He sneers that, for a price, she will pretend interest in him. A courtesan chuckles because she knows, `... for a price, she won`t have to pretend anything ...`, as Jason next found out.

His arms wrapped around my waist, he picked me up slightly, never losing contact with me. He laid me back on the bed. One foot still touching the floor, the other foot on the bed, he leaned between my legs and held his man meat in his hand. Such a look of concentration, I watched as he slid into me. And we made love, and fucked, and touched, tasted and felt each other...

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