Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no. Never saying a word, he wiped his cock over her lips then grabbed her pants wiped his cock dry. Then he said, "Man, what a fucking slut!" Then he walked out.(My wife told me after we got home that he'd given her, her first orgasm and she would have done anything he asked her to do.)No sooner had the lorry driver left than Enzo was down cleaning out her cunt. He was lapping it up the three of us started to lick her too.Then another knock came at the door we thought the guy had thought better of. She was a lovely girl with flawless creamy soft skin which was fair. She was not tall – 5’1” high, slim. She was not a stunner, but her modern clothing and stylish behave made her a hottie. She had bob-cut hair and used to wear jeans-tshirt or skirt-tops most of the time. Along with her stylish looks and talks, her cat’s eye added extra spice. She had small tits, but a very shapely hip that used to sway nicely when she walked (or I should say she knew her ass was beautiful and she used to. After I said goodbye to Frank I erased the call from my phone and snuck back to my sleeping wife.Six men surrounded me, six hard throbbing dicks. I felt one of the men reach out and grab my c cup and mention how nice my tits were to one of the others. The other men moved around me and began touching and teasing my body. One man was dueling me with his tongue while an array of hands felt from my big boobs down my flat stomach to my wet slit. I moaned as I felt one set of fingers enter my cunt..Read More
