Convention Blues

 

He was deep in thought as he rounded the corner in the hotel corridor and walked directly into a lovely young woman, almost knocking her over.  Instinctively he reached out to steady her and to prevent her from falling.
 
 "I'm so sorry - my mind was elsewhere.  Are you alright?"
 
 He could feel her quivering as her eyes flashed angrily at him. 
 
 "Why don't you watch where you are going?  You could have slammed me into the wall the way you came rushing around that corner."
 
 "You're right and I really am sorry.  What can I do to make it up to you?"  His eyes took in a not too slender, striking woman with shining auburn hair, lovely eyes and softly chiseled features.  Now this is one I would like to know, he thought. 
 
 "Haven't you done enough?  Just leave me alone!" she snapped.
 
 "Look, you have every right to be angry with me.  If the situation were reversed, that would be my reaction too.  But for now, let's move past that.  Are you here for the convention?  I am speaking in half an hour.  I would invite you but it will be deadly dull - Computers and the Law.
 
 "How about a quick drink afterwards and a fresh start?"
 
 "Oh," she said.  "I didn't realize you were the speaker; I was planning to attend that meeting.  Let me hear what you have to say and then perhaps we can discuss it further.  I will meet you outside the meeting room and I will decide then."
 
 He grinned.  "Is that a positive maybe?" 
 
She realized that he was the typical absent-minded professor type so wrapped up in his thoughts that he had no idea where he was going at times.
 
"OK, an absolute positive maybe."  Her giggle rang like clear bells in his ears.  "Go knock us dead and don't be boring. Boring equals no drink afterward."  They both laughed as they entered the meeting room.  They both had the same idea - things were looking more promising than they had just a few minutes ago. 
 
Convention Blues 02
 
 After the meeting, the usual crowd of simpering grad students,  mostly female, gathered around the podium to ask their usual stupid questions.  Intellectual groupies is what they were and he doubted the "intellectual" part.  Although many of them would be available for whatever he wanted (he knew from past experience), he was eager to get away and cut them short.  He rushed outside the meeting room to see if SHE was there.
 
 He stood by the door to the room but there was no one there.  Oh, well, he thought, win some, lose some.
 
 "Wanna buy me a drink, sailor?"  He had to laugh when he turned around and saw her grinning face.  "Afraid I wouldn't show up?  You were a tad boring but since computer law is my field, I figure I might learn something outside the meeting room.
 
 "My name is Toni and you are Arnold. Do your friends call you Arnie?"
 
 "No one calls me Arnie under pain of severe reprisals.  Call me Bud.  Toni - a pretty name for a pretty lady."
 
 "Oh, oh…here comes the line.  Don't ask me for my sign because I don't believe in that nonsense."
 
 "Neither do I .  Point me towards the bar because my throat is dusty after all that talking."
 
 They entered a richly paneled room supposed to be the Marriott impression of an Olde Englishe pub.  She ordered white wine while he had a scotch and soda.
 
 "OK, tell me about yourself," they said in unison.   More laughter.  This is good, he thought.
 
 "What do you want to know?" he asked back.  "I am widowed, my children are grown, I teach computer law and lead a totally dull life.  Until now, that is.  I sense that things have taken a rapid turn for the better.  How about dinner tonight?"
 
 "You move fast, don't you?  Not the staid old college professor you pretend to be."
 
 "Of course I am.  Want to see my tweed sweater with the leather elbow patches?"
 
 "I'm supposed to have dinner with the people from my group.  Why don't you join us?"
 
 "Toni, I have spoken at these meetings before.  I show up in the dining room and I get swamped.  How about room service in my suite?"
 
 "Whoa, not so fast, cowboy!  Dinner in your suite?  C'mon…what do I look like?
 
 "What do you look like - hmmm." He put on his best pensive air.  "Well, to put it bluntly, you look like someone I would like to know better.”
 
 " I know you for ten minutes and you invite me to dinner in your hotel room?  Get real."
 
 "I know it sounds rather crass," he replied.  "But there is no ulterior motive, no hidden agenda.  Want to see my driver's license?  My army AGO card?  My diplomas? What can I do to convince you this is a legitimate dinner invite and nothing, absolutely nothing will happen if you don't want it to happen."
 
 "And what are you hoping that I want to happen?"
 
 "Toni, Toni…this is a perfectly innocent invitation.  Trust me"
 
 She threw her head back and laughed that beautiful tinkly laugh again.
 
 "Trust you?  You are a man and I am a woman.  Yes, I find you attractive and I think you have the same feeling about me.  Which hardly adds up to trust…"


His mind was racing.  How could he convince her to come to his suite?  He had turned on the charm and it didn't seem to be working.  Ahhh…he had an idea.
 
 "There are new developments in computer law you might find interesting that I didn't touch on in the meeting.  You want to hear about them?"
 
 "Where?  In your hotel room?  Not likely…"
 
 "Well, OK then.  I have to get going.  It was nice bumping into you, Toni"
 
 "Oh, geez - you're giving up that easily?  I expected more from you, ARNIE!"
 
 "OK - that did it!"  He grabbed her arm and guided her to the elevators.  Strange, he thought, I expected more resistance. 
 
 Entering the special elevators to the penthouse suite section, they were alone.  The elevator was one of those glass-walled ones riding up the outside of the tower.  Half way up, he pushed the STOP button.
 
 "What are you doing," she asked.  "Why are we stopping here?"
 
 "I thought you might enjoy the view.  I know I am."  She looked at him but he wasn't looking out at the city; his gaze was locked on her.  "You are a lovely woman and that scent you are wearing is driving me wild. 
 
 "Come to think of it, everything about you is driving me wild.  Perhaps we should just start the elevator again and return to the ground floor before this gets out of hand."
 
 "For a bright guy, Arnie, you are not too bright.  Why do you think I am in this elevator with you?  One scream in the lobby and it would have been all over for you.  Maybe you think you forced me in here but trust me, I came on my own."
 
 Her bright eyes flashed as she said it.  She reached over to release the STOP button and the elevator resumed its upward climb.  She turned to look at the view.  Suddenly she felt his breath on her neck.
 
 "Lovely view," she said.
 
 "Very."  She felt his hands on her shoulders slowly slide down her arms.
 
 "Toni - last chance.  If you want to leave, now is the time to do it.  Once we are in the suite, I won't be accountable for my behavior."
 
 "Neither will I,"  her grin was enticing., 
 
Convention Blues 04
 
 The elevator glided to a halt at the penthouse floor, high above the city.  They exited and he led her down the hall to Suite C.  Using the key card, he ushered her into a very magnificent suite.
 
 "Oh, my…you do travel first class, don't you?"
 
 "On a law professor's salary?  Forget it.  IBM is footing the bill as part of my attendance here.  It covers room service too so don't be hesitant about ordering anything."
 
 She walked over to the window.  The view was on the opposite side from the elevator and she looked down on a busy highway running along the lake.  Lights were just beginning to twinkle throughout the city.  She knew he was standing silently behind her; she felt his presence even before he touched her.
 
 His hands ran down her sides then encircled her waist. 
 
 "Mmmmmmm…" her soft sigh was music to his ears.
 
 Moving his hands upward, he cupped her lovely breasts.  She heard his breath quicken as she leaned back into him.  She felt so comfortable…
 
 "Mmmmmm…Arnie." She couldn't get her mind off his hands that were stroking her gently, sending shivers through her body.  "Shouldn't we eat first?"
 
 "Funny - I hate to be called 'Arnie' but there is a certain ring to it when you say it.  You want to eat; we will eat."
 
 "No-o-o-o-o, not really.  Things are happening awfully fast and I am finding it hard to concentrate."
 
 "OK, let me get the room service menu and we will figure out something from there." His hands released her breasts but she reached up and put them back on her body.
 
 "Arnie, we can eat anytime…"
Toni was startled when Arnie dropped his hands from caressing her.  Taking her gently by the shoulders he turned her around to face him. 
 
 "I don't know if I can do this," he said softly.
 
 "What are you talking about?  You invite me up here, you get me all worked up  and now you tell me that?
 
 "Dammit, what kind of games are you playing?" Her Irish blood was up.
 
 "No, hear me out.  I have been alone for more than four years now and haven't been with a woman in all that time.  Not that I didn't want to and not because the opportunity wasn't there.
 
 "Those silly college girls throw themselves at me all the time but that is certain trouble.  Besides, I can't speak their language.  And until I  bumped into you, there wasn't anyone I saw that interested me.
 
 "You interest me tremendously but I am afraid of failing to please you."
 
 "Arnie, for a college professor, you  are a fool.  Do you think I would have come up here for a quick roll in the hay?  No way, buster.  Let's get something to eat and we can discuss this later."
 
 Discuss?  What was there to discuss, he thought?  Some seducer he was…
 
 He called down to room service for a bottle of Veuve Cliquot Champagne and two shrimp cocktails.  Toni looked over his shoulder at the prices on the menu.
 
 "Wow," she said.  "I hope IBM is popping for this too.  I could feed my family for a week for what this snack is going to cost."
 
 As he put the phone down, she swung her body across his lap. 
 
 "Where were we, Arnie?" she said, as she took his hands and placed them back on her breasts.
 
Convention Blues 06
 
 Toni breathed a deep sigh as Arnie buried his head in her hair.  A soft smile lit up her face.  She wanted this too; it had been awhile for her.   She hadn't expected this to happen; she wasn't even sure she WANTED it to happen. 
 
 But it was happening.  He had dropped out of the sky into her arms, so to speak, and she was extremely attracted to him.  Despite his age, there was a certain boyishness about him she found appealing.  And the pressure against her buttocks while seated in his lap indicated that he found her appealing too.
 
 "This is happening too fast," he said.  "I don't want a one-night stand and I don't want to disappoint you. 
 
 "So let's slow down.  I have a plan.  Hear me out and then we will talk as we eat and see where we are going."
 
 "If you say so," she replied.  She stood up and said she was going to freshen up a bit.  On the way to the washroom, she took one of his shirts from the closet in with her,  He hadn't noticed her movements as he was signing for room service.
 
 "Soup's on," he said with a laugh but his laugh quickly turned to a look of bewilderment as she came back into the room.  She had changed into just his shirt.  The top three buttons were open revealing a very inviting cleavage and her long shapely legs were bare and inviting. 
 
 "You've got a plan?  Well, so do I!" She walked into his waiting arms and kissed him.  HARD!  Damn you, she thought - why are you making such an easy thing so difficult?
 
 
Arnie's heart was pounding like an old steam engine as he felt the warmth of her body against his.  Their tongues entwined and then, to Toni's amazement and surprise, he pushed her away.
 
 "Toni," he said, "I've got to slow down.  I am so confused  by all of this.  You are a beautiful woman; what you see in the likes of me I will never know."
 
 "Oh, hush, silly" but he continued.
 
 "I want this more than I have ever wanted anything in my life.  But, and this is a very big BUT, what happens if I fail? What happens…"
 
 She put her finger against his lips.  "What ever happens happens and I will guarantee there will be no failure on either of our parts.  When two planets collide like we did, what can go wrong?  Premature ejaculation?  I don't care about that.
 
 "We're not here to make babies, we're not here for a fast fuck." She blushed when she realized she had descended into the language of the street.  "I'm sorry - well, no I'm not.  What do I have to do to convince you that this good?
 
 "You weren't seeking an escort service and I can guarantee you that I am not a hooker.  Many men would get in line for me if I were but there is no chance.  This is your last chance - put up or shut up."
 
 With this she unbuttoned the last buttons of his shirt and let it fall off her arms.  She stood before him sublimely and gorgeously nude.  He gasped at the sight of her lovely body.  He shivered when she reached for him and unbuckled his belt. 
 
 He was immensely, painfully hard.  This lovely, loving woman here for me, here for the taking.  He dropped his trousers and his sturdy manhood poked through the fly of his silk boxers.
 
 Toni dropped to her knees in front of him. 
 
 "What a cute little guy," she said.  "But there seems to be a tear in his one good eye.  Let me kiss it away…"
 
 Arnie had to hold on to a chair when he felt her lips on him.  So soft, so insistent…He wrapped his fist in her lovely silky mane and guided  her motions. 
He moaned…
 
 
 

Convention Blues 08
 
 Arnie thought his knees would give out when her mouth became more insistent.  So soft, so enticing, he was shaking all over.  His hand in Toni's hair was as much to help him stand up as it was to guide her movements.
 
 "No-o-o-o…not like this." Reluctantly, he pushed her away.  "I want to carry you into the bedroom and do this right.  Not fair that I get all the enjoyment…"
 
 "Have you been on Mars for the last few years?" she asked.  "What makes you think I am not enjoying this? Arnie, I hate to say this but you are confusing the hell out of me…"
 
 He picked her up as though she was a feather and held her in his arms.  She snuggled against his chest and rested her head on his shoulder.  They stood like that for a couple of minutes and she said "What's the matter now?"
 
 "Toni, my trousers are around my ankles and if I take a step, we will both fall into a heap."  She giggled uncontrollably. 
 
 "Put me down for a minute and get rid of your pants.  But I want to be carried into the bedroom." 
 
 He jumped out of his trousers and shorts and was completely nude.  Reaching out for her, he pulled her into his arms.  Their bodies seemed welded together with her nipples boring holes in his chest. 
 
 "Oh, to hell with it," Toni said.  "Last one in the bedroom has to do oral on the other." 
 
 Neither of them moved.  Laughing heartily, Arnie said:  "Now that's an offer I can't refuse."  He took her hand and led her into the bedroom.  The bed was a king-sized bed which looked as big as a football field.  When she was next to the bed, he turned her around with her back to it. 
 
 He forced her back back back until her knees buckled under the pressure of the mattress and she fell backwards onto the bed.  Holding out her hands, she beckoned him to join her.
 
 
Instead of accepting Toni's invitation into her open arms, he knelt at the side of the bed.  Lifting her left leg, he ran his tongue from the sole of her foot upward, pausing to lick and kiss the delightful little hollow behind her knee.    He could feel her quivering from his ministrations. 
 
 Licking upward, he paused on the soft skin of her inner thigh to nibble gently.  Her soft mewling cries were as exciting to him as her touch.  One of her hands pulled his head tighter to her body; the other was scrabbling on the sheet, pulling at it as if to find an escape.
 
 He smelled her arousal but after licking and kissing the juncture of her thigh and body, he resumed his upward journey, across her navel and into her cleavage.  He was now lying on top of her with his cock nuzzling her pussy as his mouth nuzzled her breasts. 
 
 He licked around the nipple then took it into his mouth, running it across his teeth with his tongue.  Her breath quickened as she ran her nails down his back along his spine.
 
 "Oh, God…take me, I am so hot, so damn hot.  Ple-e-e-e-ezzzzzzzzzze…now Now NOW.."
 
 Arnie resisted her entreaties and continued to tease her breasts.  By now she was panting with her tongue hanging out.  "Damn you," she screamed.  "Don't do this to me…I want you. Take me…do it.  Do I have to give you specific instructions?  OK - FUCK Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…" Her voice trailed off to barely audible gasps as her fists pounded his back. 
 
 "All in good time, Toni…we have only just begun."  His husky chortle made her squirm more as his body snaked down hers until his head was between her legs once more.  Now what, she thought.  She didn't have long to wait to find out; she felt his mouth on her puffy pussy lips and her body stiffened.
 
 "OH, yes…yes …yes yes yes yes yesyesyesyesyes" she writhed with pleasure.  He could taste her creamy fluids and curled his tongue into a tight little roll to invade her.  She squeezed his head between her thighs until he had to fight to breathe.  Actually, he had forgotten to breathe for a few moments, so intent was he in pleasuring the lovely woman in his bed.
 
 Arnie withdrew his tongue to seek out her clitoris.  He dabbed at it with rapid machine-gun like bursts then ran the juicy invader around her nether lips once more.  Her vagina opened wide, like a spring tulip in the morning.  A convulsive movement throughout her slender body announced the first of what would be multiple orgasms. 
 
 Feeling her readiness, he slithered up until the bloated head of his penis stood at the gate of heaven.  He teased her with it for a few moments but almost as if her pussy had a mind of its own, it seemed to grasp his cock and draw him inside her.  Toni and Arnie were as one now; two bodies and two minds with but one all-pervading thought.
NOW!
 
Convention Blues 10
 
 Arnie entered Toni slowly.  She was so wet and so open.  Wiggling around, he let his purple-headed  one-eyed dragon explore her dark cavern, feeling its way around the warm encompassing walls.  They moved slowly in rhythm, almost in a classical dance in a horizontal position.  A waltz, a rhumba, a fox-trot, a fast mambo…the music was exquisite.
 
 He held her close and she wrapped her lovely legs around his slowly gyrating body.  Her fingernails raked his back; he grimaced but loved it.  Their slow movements speeded up to animalistic rituals and soon they were bucking, humping, thumping, loving  turned to fucking. 
 
 He lifted her body back on to her shoulders to accomplish deeper penetration and pounded pounded pounded.  Her response was incredible.  The muscles in her pussy went into spasm and milked his cock.  He fought to resist but to no avail.  With a series of grunts and groans, he felt his testicles boiling and erupting like a volcano.  Hot lava spurted forth in a steady burning stream accompanied by the steady rhythmic pulsing of her pussy. 
 
 "Magnificent," he whispered in her ear and nibbled at the lobe.  Toni just sighed and held him tight.
 
 "I never want you to leave," she said.  "I want you always."
 
 "Shall we eat?  We have shrimp and caviar and champagne; what's your pleasure?"
 
 "YOU!  You're my pleasure.  But you men are all alike; all you can think about is eating."
 
 "You are right," he said.  But there is a special dessert on order."
 
 "And that is?"
 
 "YOU!  I am going to eat you into next week.  I want to taste our mingled juices; I want to know all of you in every way possible."
 
 "I have a suggestion," she replied.
 
 "Yes?"
 
 "How about dessert FIRST?"  She pushed his head back into her crotch and wrapped her legs around his skull in a head lock.  "Darln, you're not going anywhere until I get to orgasm number three
 

 "And the way I feel right now, that won't be too long …"
 
Arnie positioned his rock hard cock at the the rear entrance to her wonderful body.
 
 "Oh, no…" Toni moaned.  "No, yes, no, I don't know, oh Godddd…do something, ANYTHING but do meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…" She pushed back against his rigid member and let it enter her by the back door.
 
 She gritted her teeth against the unusual pressure she was feeling.  Toni had often thought about this, fantasized about it and now it might happen.  No, dammit, she thought, it IS happening.
 
 His cock was well lubricated with her juices and by her mouth but the entry was still difficult.  "Nooooooo…slow, take it slow," she moaned as he pushed relentlessly against her anal rosebud.  Slowly, his cock was swallowed by her eager rectum until it soon disappeared completely.  She controlled her movements back and forth to let the feelings mount ever higher. 
 
 He leaned down and kissed her neck at the same time he cupped her dangling breasts and tweaked the nipples.  She was feeling totally alive, totally wanton, totally sexual.  She wondered what had taken place to change her into something she never thought she would be - a wild pussy eager for cock - HIS cock.  Cocks were a dime a dozen but this was different. 
 
 His experience came to the fore as he maneuvered his rampant manhood in her back door, fingering her clit with one hand while tweaking a nipple with the other.  Arnie felt ten feet tall but then, Toni felt even taller.  Their thoughts were similar:  this can't be happening to  me. 
 
 But it was and with a "whoosh," Toni exhaled as though she had been holding her breath for days.  She collapsed on the bed with Arnie atop her, feeling his crème now flooding her ass and running down her leg.  She began to shake again as another, more powerful orgasm drowned her in feeling and convulsive spasms. 
 
 "No-o-o-o-o no more, please," she pleaded.  "I can't go on like this.  I have never known anything like this before but all things must come to an end. 
 
 "I am going to shower and then we should eat something.  I seem to have worked up an appetite."  They both giggled at that wonderful picture.  How many times has it been, she wondered?  Can there be more?  Only time would tell.
 
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 Toni got up and wrapped herself in the sheet from the bed. 
 
 "My, my - how modest," Arnie said.  They both giggled at the sudden change; after knowing each other so intimately and in the biblical sense, she now felt the need to cover herself.  He reached over and ripped the sheet off her body.
 
 "Don't hide from me.  You are gorgeous and I want to drink in your beauty every minute we are together."  She reached down and kissed him on his bald spot. 
 
 "I'll shower fast and be back soon all sparkly clean." 
 
 "Toni, there is no way you could sparkle any more than you sparkle at this moment."
 
 She twitched her ass at him and danced into the bath room.  As soon as he heard the water running, Arnie tiptoed into the bath room also.  He startled her by opening the door and crowding into the shower stall with her. 
 
 "I came to scrub your back," he said.  "Also your front."  He spun her around and dropped to his knees to worship at her altar of love.  With the warm water beating down on him, he put his face to her body and kissed her thighs. 
 
 He spread her legs and nuzzled her pussy again. 
 
 "Darling, I don't know how you do it but you are as sweet as you were before. Wet, too…and not from the shower."  His tongue sought her clit and brought more moans of pleasure.
 
 "Arnie, for God's sake, when are we going to eat?"
 
 "I AM eating…" more giggles.  But her arousal was evident and her legs were quivering.  She held his head close to her body while her head fell back.  She closed her eyes and thrust her crotch at him.  She put one leg on his shoulder to get even closer.
 
 "I don't know what has happened to me, you wicked man you, but I am so hot I feel like I am burning up. 
 
 "Oh, no-o-o-o-o-o-o…"  He felt her pussy walls grasping his tongue tighter and he put a finger inside.  Two fingers, three…four.  She felt so full, so filled, so fulfilled.  She felt as though she would faint from the emotion flowing through her at the moment.
Her whole body was wracked with another orgasm.  Where are they coming from, she wondered?  This is so great… As she calmed down, she pulled him to his feet and she assumed the kneeling position. 
 "My turn now…and I am not going to quit until I feel like it." 
 
With  his head locked firmly in place and his mouth on her pussy, Arnie had no choice but to lick and tongue the delectable Toni.  MMMmmmmm…he dabbed at her clit before licking up their combined juices.  So sweet, so tart, so salty, a mixture of aged balsamic vinegar and fine extra virgin olive oil, but richer.  Much richer.  Much MUCH richer. 
 
 He sucked her clit into his mouth and nibbled on it which got an immediate response from the lovely woman.  She held his head tightly against her body and he had to fight to catch his breath.  Wetting his middle finger on the sweet lubricating oils of her body, he slid it into the puckered rosebud of her anus.  He could feel her whole body tense.
 
 "Wha…wha…what are you doing?"
 
 "Hush hush sweet Toni…fasten your seat belt; you are in for a bumpy ride."
 
 He then slid his thumb into her gaping pussy and let it rub against the finger on the other side of the thin membrane separating the two channels.  This caused a howl and uncontrollable shaking of her entire body.  His tongue never left her clit all the while and then it happened - orgasm number three.
 
 Toni's body convulsed even more as she felt the waves of passion flow over her.  Her abdominal muscles rippled tautly and her stomach cramped.  She had never felt anything like this before.  She fought to breathe throughout the wild sensations that were like falling off a cliff.
 
 The spasms seemed never to end nor did the tongue on her clit give her any surcease.  Her entire being seemed concentrated between her legs at that moment and she knew she had achieved Nirvana.  How or why, she didn't care.  It was heavenly.
 
 After what seemed like a millenium but was in fact only a few minutes, she calmed down.  He looked up at her from his post between her legs and grinned.
 
 "Did you enjoy dessert?"
 
 "Oh, yes but now it's my turn.  Get up here and I am going to give you a ride you will never forget."
 
 Arnie slid up onto the bed and the next thing he saw was her dripping pussy in his face.  He hummed an old song  "…things are looking up."
 
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 Arnie continued to hum as he placed his lips on her pussy lips in the most intimate kiss of all.  The soft vibrations against her tender flesh brought on new waves of quivers.  Toni leaned down and took him in her mouth at the same time in the classic soixante-neuf position and urged his cock back to an upright position. 
 
 "Oh, no…don't," he begged.  "You will get me off too soon and I want this to last - forever."  She giggled and sucked harder.
 
 "What a minx you are," he said, pushing her away.
 
 Toni was crest-fallen.  "You didn't like what I was doing?"
 
 "Of course I liked it.  The problem is that I liked it too much and I don't have the stamina nor the staying power that you do. In order to make this last, I want you to surrender control to me and let me guide you along this path we have chosen to take.
 
 "Get on your hands and knees and put that gorgeous ass in the air.  I have a few more tricks up my sleeve for you."
 
 "What sleeve, silly man?"  she giggled as she assumed the position he had requested. 
 
 "Toni, be careful.  You are very vulnerable like that."  To emphasize his remark he gave her a quick swat   on her butt, leaving a fiery red hand print on her creamy nether cheeks.
 
 "Hey! What was that?"
 
 "What do you think it was?  You know what they say happens to smart asses, don't you?
 
 "They get asses that smart!"  The couple laughed wildly at the silly joke and she waved her ass in the air, inviting him to proceed with his latest ideas.  Arnie put his face in the cleft of her cheeks and proceeded to lick long slurpy licks fore and aft, back and forth and back again.  He spread her tight little butt hole and slid his tongue inside. 
 
 Toni moaned again.  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh - My God…so good, do it, do me, do it more…"  Her voice trembled as she gyrated wildly under the tongue lashing he was giving her.  It wasn't her first experience of being licked but it had never been like this before.  She pushed back against his face then said:
 
 "NOW!  Take me…I want you, I NEED you." She reached back for his cock and held it in the crack of her ass.  "Now, you bastard.  Fuck me!  FUCKKKKK MEEEEEEEEEEEEE…." Her voice rose to a plaintive wail as her ass invited him.
 
 


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