A Woman of Pleasure’s Lovers
I stood there pressed against the railing and experiencing it all like to two separate people.
Marie the voyeur watched his cock slowly penetrate my pussy lips and disappear into my until there was no part of his cock showing. All she could see was the tight curls of his pubic hair meshed completely with mine.
Marie the voyeur could also hear the slow moan of pleasure escape from me as he slid into me. It was low and deep in her throat and told of incredible pleasure and wild lust and longing that was slowly being satisfied.
There was the gentle tingling of pussy lips being separated and the warm wetness of a throbbing cunt preparing itself for a fucking. The tightness of nipples gone hard in anticipation and the sharp intake of breath in the back of her throat as a hard cock entered her pussy and went beyond where most others who fucked her. His cock entered her and he went on into her consiousness and further on to the velvety warm depths of her soul.
Deep within her she embraced him and looked into her eyes and welcomed him and he felt the completeness of her as he had never felt a woman before.
I sighed and suddenly I was just me again with a very hard cock buried in my pussy. He was looking at me and from the slight sparkle in his eyes I knew he had felt something too…