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I unfastened my jeans and began to pull them down. I was sure to shoot a few frames as she rested, to complete the series. When she could, she opened her eyes and sleepily said "Your turn". I suppose that I should not have been surprised. Erin had put on a show for me that I will never forget and it was only fair that I try to do as much for her. Her nipples, too, were too sensitive to be touched, but she softly stroked and caressed her breasts. Her eyes remained closed while she caught her breath and her heart slowed. The whole episode Pussy Squirt had lasted only a half an hour, but she seemed as exhausted as if she had run a marathon.) There was a drop of blood on her lower lip where she had bitten it at the peak of her O. Her right hand continued to stroke her quim, much more gently now, and just the lips, not her clit; that would be far too sensitive now. A soft moaning sigh escaped her throat. "Aaaaahhhhhaaaaaa....." Her relaxation was complete. She drew her fingers from her quim, drew them to her mouth and liked the honey off (except for the little one!Pussy Squirt
Her breathing stopped and after a frenzy of activity, her fingers froze, pressing hard against their targets, her back arched up, her ass rising from the floor. Her passion found its voice. "Oh yeah, fuck yeah. But the camera was useless to capture the sweet aroma of her pussy juices, her breath heaving in ragged sobs, even the temperature of the room which had risen perceptibly from her exertions (I had removed my shirt when Erin had started finger-fucking herself from behind)." "Then make yourself come now." I said gently. She responded by bearing down harder and faster with her right hand, whipping her clit like a lash, and trying to fuck herself with four fingers of her left hand.", she said, her breathing ragged and Britney Spears Pussy hoarse. Now this was the pose that I found most difficult to simply photograph. I really wanted to put the camera down and slide my prick (very hard by now, as you can imagine! The pressure on her clit lightened as the pace increased. Her breathing, too, became shallower and faster. Her eyes were open, but unfocused, as if staring off into the distance. "I want to come!Pussy Squirt
Any man who has fucked a woman so knows how she can become lost in the heat of her passion. This same passion was taking hold of Erin now. The fingers of her left hand stroked deeper and deeper into her cunt, stroking her G-spot directly. "No...turn around; I want to shoot you from behind!" She turned around and bent over, laying her shoulders on the cushions. She reached down between her legs to stroke her clit with her right hand, and at the same time reached around with her left hand from behind to slide first one, then two and finally three fingers deep inside her quim. At the same time she brought her left hand down from her tits to take over stroking her clit.
Now that I wasn't so distracted, I could see that she had a nice apartment. The kitchen was a good size for cooking, and there was a small dining room for eating, and a big living room for relaxing. She had a large pullout couch, two matching chairs and a 36" screen TV Grabbing a couple of beers from her fridge, I walked into the living room and looked around.