The sweat on her back glistened in the candlelight. The flickering lights added to the ambience, further enhancing her beauty. The lightning from outside the window illuminated the bedroom in an outer worldly glow every now and then, and the rain set a natural rhythm against the farmhouse windows old panes of glass.
I bent her over, her ass high in the air and held her there. I leaned down to run my tongue slowly and nastily up the length of her slit. A little roll around for her clit, a probing tongue and then a tiny flick on the button of her ass. She twitched a little then subconsciously thrust her ass at me as I pulled away. I settled her into her pillows, petting and kissing her lovingly.
I held onto her right hip with one hand and grabbed a handful of hair in the other. I gripped it firmly. She moaned into the pile of pillows and grasped tightly onto the bars of the headboard. She knew what was coming.
Just then the rain hit the glass full force.
Smack!!
My hand slapped her tight smooth ass as I slid deep into her wetness. All I could hear were squishy sounds from her pussy and a low moaning growl from deep in her throat which faded into the sound of distant thunder. I pushed all the way in and stopped, then pumped a couple of times as I traced a finger around the tattoo on the small of her back. She squeezed me, tight.
'Oh gawd this pussy was gonna be just wicked,' I thought to myself as I flexed my cock inside her. She squeezed back, capturing me.
