Wild Desire
I want you to fuck my pussy while you suck my nipples and bite at the little rings.
‘And?’ Ross said, his face impassive as he forked up the spicy tomato sauce.
‘And...and...I want you to push a finger into my anus, while you suck my clitoris and lick up my juices. I want to make you come inside me.’
Stacey squirmed on the cool seat, pressing her pouting, thickened sex-lips against the now warm wood. Her juices had seeped down to pool on the chair. She could hardly believe she was saying these things. They usually didn’t speak during sex. But that was then. Somehow this was now —a new time. A time of endless possibilities. Lord, what a birthday this was turning out to be!