Chloe and Trisha In All Tied Up

“Well then go have sex with your petite pets or something, Jesus.” “Nah, they’re all sound asleep, same with Betty. It’s just you and me here.” Elise pushed her empty cereal bowl to the side. “Not happening.” “Fine, no skin off doggystyle my nose. I’m going back to bed.” I turned around to leave. “Wait, you really wouldn’t?” I looked back at her. “Well if you were offering right now, I would, but I’m too tired to beg for it.” “So the tail doesn’t turn you off?” “I think the tail looks sexy as hell, those beautiful adorable black scales.” Elise flashed me a coy grin. “I think I’m bored enough to make another mistake.” Elise fell back on her bed and I was immediately upon her, resuming the kiss that had been going off and on from the kitchen to her bedroom. I had fully woken up and was ready to release the pent-up energy saved from yesterday. I sat up, and rather skinny than help her pull it off, I grabbed her nightshirt and ripped it open, exposing her bodacious ebony tits to the predawn light. She looked at me with wide eyes, shocked by my aggression but also turned on. My lips enveloped one of her nipples, my palm obscuring the other. Elise moaned as I fondled her breasts, bullying her tender flesh with my fingers and tongue. Her long tail twisted and writhed and she covered her face with her arms. It seems that without alcohol, she isn’t quite as bold. I left her tits gleaming and moved downwards, stopping at her flat belly. With the looks and figure that she had been born with, it was almost a travesty that she hadn’t gone into porn, but then I wouldn’t have had her all to myself. Again and again, I dragged my tongue across the smooth horizon, and at the same time, I ran my hands back and forth along her hips and sides. Every touch I made sent a shiver through straight her body, the perplexing combination of sensual touching to ticklish skin. She was trapped in a euphoric limbo, desperately wanting to stop my fingers, sliding across her sides, and my tongue, running circles around her navel, but she was terrified of losing the pleasure they invoked. My caressing sent electricity through her nerves and her body became restless. Her tail had already formed a revolving corkscrew, while her hands moved like they had minds of their own. I’m not sure if that answers your questions, but I petite guess it’s something you can be proud of in a way. Chapter 1 I put a smile on my face, stopped speculating, accepted the bag from her, and went to the bathroom to get ready. “It's really you, Sven. “Donny, please, I straight don't want too. We both stayed that way for the evening. I sighed; there was no use arguing with her. It did not matter for she held my hand from the time we left the car until we returned to the car except doggystyle when we were eating popcorn and going to the bathroom. “Yeah, yeah, I got you.” Phil replied dismissively, leaving the room. “It is good to hear that she lives,” the priestess said. When he handed me my drink, he sat on the side with his feet in the water. She returns with Diane. "No," Martha suggested, "She's after tips, she should wait until the end," she groaned , " So quick get that skirt and coat adorable on and get out there." As he walks out ,through the waiting room, she sees young Hispanic man waiting for her assistance . “…because you wanted…” I glanced back. I shuddered, my body tingling as he smooched lower and lower, descending to the pussy that birthed him. Maybe that was his one chance, he thought: no orgasm, no oven! I noticed there is a puddle of saliva. Both girls noticed and giggled quietly under their breath. You can say whatever you’re saying.” Molly told me, her eyes closed but not squeezed shut. skinny