She expected to feel his lips cool against her skin and gasped when instead she felt an ice cube pressed against that spot on the back of her neck that made her knees go weak. ‘Hmmm,’ she heard from behind her. And then she felt the ice cube move slowly, slowly down her back, trailed by soft kisses. When he reached the small of her back he moved toward the nip of her waist, and she rolled onto her back, pulling him down to her. He broke off their kiss to reach a third time for the icy water and this time brought an ice cube between his teeth, gently pushing it into her mouth and following it playfully around with his tongue in what she could only hope was a prelude of things to come. Ah, kissing. Kissing between them was almost an art form. They could express comfort, passion, need, joy. When he kissed her she fell into him, lost her equilibrium. The ice cube melted, rivulets of now-warm water running down their chins. They didn’t notice. Their kisses deepened, her fingers were. " Anything you want, Rolanda," I compliantly replied.She spread her lovely legs seductively as the mink fell open to exposeher gold corset, all the lovely garters, and the silky stockings. Shehad strategically put her satin panties on over the top of her garters. "Pull down my panties, Sweety." I gently tugged the glowing satingarment from her smallish hips and slid her panties down her legs andover her erotic high heels. "Now, Darling, suck my peepee for me,please," she instructed. I knelt on the silky sheets and slid my lipsover the purplish head of her engorged penis which was oozing littlerivulets of pre-cum. Her crotch had been bathed in multiple spritzes ofOscar. She smelled sensational as my mouth descended to the base of hershecock. I could taste the milky saltiness of her precum, it was a newexperience for me but delicious. I could hear the click of the butanelighter as Rolanda lit another cigarette. "How sexy is that?" I thoughtto myself, "she's smoking like a diva.
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