Copyright Don Abdul ©2005
Edited by: papaya_lynne
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In the eye of her mind, Mo sees her rational born again self, standing to one side of the searingly hot erotica playing out between Theo and her, as though it involves someone else other than herself.
She reaches up and holds onto his shoulders, and melds her now super turned-on body into his. When he kisses her earlobes and then the back of her neck, she responds with a shudder. 'Damn!' she thinks to herself; 'He still knows how to push my buttons right'.
Her hands begin to unbutton his shirt and before long, she is twirling around his erect man nipples. Two can certainly play the game, and she knows nothing but nothing does it for him better than that. Instantly his already stiff dick grows even bigger and is now sticking her in the crotch.
"Dayum!" He says with a deep groan. He reaches into the top of her shirt, and fondles her ample bosom through her scarlet lacy bra. 'That damn bra is hampering my access to her soft juicy breasts' ; he thinks as he reaches behind her and in one smooth move unclasps her bra to liberate her huge-nippled boobs. She gently guides his head to her bosom, his hungry lips find her thick nipple, and he suckled the one, then on the other. He licks around her areola until her pussy is so wet she has juice running down her inner thighs, her soft moans getting louder with each touch.
