ERECTION OF PRESIDENT - 2012 Worse fate than...DEATH!

Ah, a carnal ville sight beautiful to behold and wow - so utterly snazzy.

Visions of your spread legs adrip with milky colored droplets clinging to the fibers of each and every darkly hued pubic hair (akin to beads of ice strung limbs of a tree - where the prismatic splay of light casts a spectrum to form), causes immediate salivation.
 
Pavlov's dog barked softly, but then grudgingly moved over with Beethoven the .
 
This quizzical countenance (mine) found itself one lickity split second (no pun intended) away from tasting the tangy tasty twat (yours).
 
Trials and errors at long last bridged that gap (no greater than a single kinky fiber - yet seeming to be an infinite chasm in length) and stings - with one tear shaped droplet - upon the tongue with that most supreme genital stew.
 
A slight shift in position thenceforth allowed, enabled and provided just the pitch perfect strategic angle to stretch oral appendage across glistening and moist clitoris!

I obliged this just dessert (of mine) and begin to let the tip (of said mouth piece) to acquire a tactile miniature orange/ blue lagoon.
 
Fingers (of each hand) carefully and gently pulled apart the most prominent or rather pink) print of the labia!

Vaginal features to offer most advantageous opportunity for tongue to apply just adequate pressure upon hidden crannies and nooks.
 
At first I tried (ahem) to get the lay of the little landscape! Ears get put on high (red) alert and cocked to listen for any audible reaction. If lucky with a certain oral stroke of luck, I made a concerted effort to zero in on that particular erogenous zone!
 
Otherwise, a combination of patterns (some geometrical others abstract) got transiently drawn all along and up and down upon the small mossy quadrant.
 
When slightly tired and tongue tied (from extending tongue - until it nearly got detached from the roof of my mouth), I merely created topical eddies and swirls upon the engorged vulva!
 
Eventually, an intent made to strike that supposed G spot (if applicable and existent) and burst that hidden dam and wellspring.
 
 Increased groans and moans indicative that the hidden valley (latent with sought after libidinal liquid asset) fast became ready to explode in a concomitant synchronization of intense uttering accompanied by your geyser like release of cum.
 
Temporary way laid phallus wanted to get in on the action.

You slid back on top of my shaft while quickly stroking as before.

Your clitoris made contact with my foreskin, so you rubbed herself there on my abdomen, each back-stroke landing your opening right on his tip. 

This REALLY felt GOOD, and with each backstroke you applied a little more pressure, causing the head of my penis to poke well in between your slick labia menorah. 

That miniature mushroom shaped head began to plunge your entrance each time in an effort to ensure that penetration did occur.

Each stroke only increased the pressure, and was eventually overtaken with that magical ecstasy once again.

  
You could not help but stroke harder.

You didn't realize orgasm had caused you to open up. 
 

There was no turning back against the frenzied erogenous tide.
 

Your under par strokes became shorter.

"We may as well go on with it!!" we each thought to them, knowing by their movements that each had the same thought. 

          I EXPLODED inside her!  OH GOOOOODD!

     I shook, and grabbed you tightly with both arms!

     You clamped your mouth down on mine for along, deep kiss...

Peppy established a new record for himself (in the national erection - and got his cum up aunts and cried uncle in this bloody condom nation) as cocksure male member flipped from flaccid to hard at the blink of an eye! In short order (very appropriate for his rather longitudinally challenged stature), he seeks to make penetration and spew forth a complimentary fiery mix.

If game - b a brave cunt tree lass and text me.

Alias-m. scott tulle bug

Amber liquids o the dogs he doth not chug

Nor down any mind-expanding car tell rug

Boot experienced x2c that spurred me to hug

Ye and regale in retractable mare reed male member like slug.

As my limp flaccid biscuit cums after your labia did tug.