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Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Author: mmmwhat, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

eyes and then blushed. "Right. Finish your face." She quickly lowered her gaze again, but had resumed massaging lotion into my face. I stroked my cock half a dozen times, then stopped, allowing him to bob free, twitching slightly with each pulse of my heart. "What is it?" Julia asked, confused by the halt to my gratification and her show. "I just remembered something my mother taught me... ladies first." With that, I quickly reached forward to her vulnerable pussy and snaked a finger behind its lace barrier. I deftly pulled it aside and ran a fingertip through her moist lips and found her clit. "Nooooo." She moaned, then grunted an unladylike "Uhhhgg!" as I flicked her love button. She seized my face in her hands and glared at me eye-to-eye. "We CAN'T do this. I told you no SEX." "And I asked you, 'who said anything about sex?' I'm just going to wind you up a bit... sort of return the favour." With that, I slipped my two middle fingers into her sopping pussy and began to rhythmically finger fuck her. Over the years, I've developed something of a talent for 'manual stimulation' of the fairer sex. I've yet to meet a woman that I couldn't bring to orgasm by fingering her G-Spot. Julia was no different. She immediately dropped her hands from my head to my shoulders to better brace herself. "You bastard. You bastard. You bastard." She began to rant as I slowly worked her into a frenzy. By the time her orgasm crested, her cries were incoherent and my hand was a blur, rocking her ... whole body as her vaginal muscles rippled around my fingers. I reached up with my free hand and caught the back of her neck dragging her still straining body into a kiss. Once our lips touched, she hungrily attacked my tongue and tonsils. I slowed, then stilled my fingers, pulling them from her pussy with a wet slurp. I then began to stroke her labia and rub her clit, causing her to softly mew into my mouth. While she was thus distracted, I busied my left hand with the task of unbuttoning her blouse. "Enough. Uncle. Please." She begged, pushing my hand away, thumb now no longer able to leisurely circle her engorged clitoris. Her shirt now hung open. Her lace clad breasts invitingly close. Now that I had two hands free, I set about unclasping her bra. "Hey, wait a minute." She protested, but to late. As soon as her glorious globes with their firm nipples came into view, I leaned in for a nibble and a suck. Julia quietly moaned her approval. After a few minutes of this entertainment, I sat back and surveyed her flushed, disheveled appearance. "So Sexy Lady, what about 'Mr. Happy'?" I asked. She smiled weakly and reached down, her cool hands encircling my still firm and twitching member. She leaned forward, resting her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "You can't fuck me. As much as I'd love to feel Mr. Happy" she said, giving him a squeeze for emphasis, "inside me, I can't let you. Otherwise, I'll give you anything you want." "Well in that case, how about you push ...