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    Carmine lips: caramel skin # 12

    We played, laughed,  provoked, allowed, shared. We talked, needed, desired, and whispered, the sunrise our witness.

     

    Just then… just then, after having met, she told me how that day, that very day, by the pool, a year and a half ago, she wanted to fuck me right there.

     

    Bette told me that when she pushed the bikini aside to give her more space to stroke my pussy. She told me, between her heavy breaths, when she fucked me on the kitchen table from the bungalow. 

     

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    She whispered that she missed me, in my left ear when I desperately claimed her body. My hands were tied to her neck, my fingers intertwined on her nape. It was not an embrace. It was a request. We recently came from the waters. Our bodies still wet in more than one form. She led me, again, by the hand. On he deck, almost inside the bungalow, Bette spoke, breaking our connection.

     

    “I know you’re hungry dear…I can see that…”

    She smiled and turned to look at me.

     

    “I have to feed my babe…”

     

    I stopped in my tracks. I pulled her hand. I pulled. I brought her body closer.

    She was surprised by my fast move. We were face to face, but my eyes were on her lips.

     

    “Feed me…” came from me.

     

    And I raised my eyes and met hers.

    She was serious.

     

     I pulled her closer. Closer.  My arms wanted to arrest her. Chains of love.

     

    Her eyes. My arms. We.

     

    But from her mouth didn’t come a kiss. It came, from her deep inside, a lament.

     

     “T….I missed you so much." she told me as her arms crossed my back. I felt her body tighten against mine. I felt her strong hands, her fingers caressing my nape, descending my back and returning to my nape.

    The kiss came naturally. But full.

    Full of abandon need and will.

    Time…Time was an enemy.

    That’s the reason why I didn’t deny my chance.

    As soon as I touched her lips, I heard Time whispering its warnings and demands “You don’t own me…be aware of that…”

    That’s the reason why I searched much more than her lips.

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    1. Braz I am also addicted to your words on this beautiful story. You have a way with them, and I can picture and feel them at the same time. Yo u do have a wonderful way of expressing this story,and thank you for sharing with us mere mortals!!

    2. Hey you! Did you get what I sent back to you over the weekend?? I sent it on Saturday night? Let me know. Now you…* shaking finger * You are NOT going to be posting such HOT STEAMY LUSTFILLED stuff on this site…..er….are you? LMAOO!!!! Braz, you so know what this does to the readers now don’t you? I think we had such a discussion. * arching brow * You are getting may ladies worked up my friend. Not a bad thing, just saying, the water bills are going to go up around the planet earth. Love ya! Chat with ya later dear. xoxo

    3. hhhhhmmmmmm, you tease…… and you know it ;-) — dear, dear, dear… how will I be able to sleep now ? I’m so addicted to your words, you hold my heart at the tip of your fingers ;-) Time is an enemy, but you seem to stretch it to the point where minutes seem to last for hours, and it is soooooo gooooooooddd ;-) — the weekend was good I hope… and you also had time for writing ? ;-)) — Thanks for another amazing chapter :-*

    4. Braz, Jeezz, woman. *THUD* Lucero is on the floor, after I read this chappy to her. Just to answer ur question, no we haven’t been to Soleiman bay. Ask us about Acapulco & Ixtapa, Zihuatanejo(Pacific), Can Cun, Xel-ha (both Southeast Mexico), Las Hadas, Manzanillo (Colima State), Puerto Vallarta, Guayabitos beach (Both in Nayarit State), Huatulco (Oaxaca State), etc. As u can see we love locations next to the sea. Let me help Lucero getting up, so we can wave good bye, properly. Hugs & kisses – Marsha & Lucero

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