Her hands tighten on his shoulders, as he delves deeper with his fingers, she arches to him. Opening herself and surrendering everything to this man, her dream lover. She feels herself being hurtled to the brink. The colors start to swirl behind her closed eyes. She moans and her hands rake through his wonderful fine hair.
He can feel the juices from her start to make his fingers slick and he rubs some on her inner thighs. Scooting back he lowers his head to lick the juices that he put there and what has spilled out.Inching slowly up. She becomes very still waiting, anticipating his next move.
His tongue takes the place of his fingers as he starts to pay her homage. She seems to become gel her muscles pliable as she leans back and her feet slide a bit apart letting him have access to her.
This seems as if its part of her dream but also reality. Never had her dream felt so vivid and right. His tongue teases her sex. his hands gripping her hips, holding her still. Her hands tunneling through his hair, her nails rake his back with passion, as he continues to assault her with his mouth.
He stands and she falls to her knees in the water ready to return the sensation.
Her hands, starting at his calves, slowly dance over his skin higher and higher till her hands encounters his soft sac. She bends forward and her long curls brush his knees as she leans forward.
He feels a searing heat as her tongue darts out to welcome him to her mouth. Her hands dance up his lower spine, making him arch to her. Then in a swift motion, she cups him and her mouth moves to his steel hard erection.
Taking all of him as he arches, he groans and grabs a handful of her dark thick hair. In and out her dark head bobs slowly then increasing the pace.She feels his sac start to draw up next to his body in anticipation of him exploding. She hears him swear, as she continues her onslaught of tormenting him. He is so big and she lets him slide down her throat. She pulls back and with her tongue slowly licks the underside of him, nipping gently at times, then up around his swollen head.
Then savagely taking him into her mouth again, her tongue working the underside of his hot steel.
He feels as if he's in a vortex. No woman has been able to bring such passion and desire from him. His body is her toy, as she pleasure's him in that age old way.
His desire burns,he feels as if he's going to fly into a thousand pieces from her ministrations.
He pushes her back and she looks up at him, with desire and lust in her eyes.
He grasps her shoulders, and turns her around, so that she's against the tub.
He kneels behind her and grasping her hips, his first deep thrust sends her over the edge of passion. As she climaxes and arches accepting him fully, her hips keep the rhythm as he thrusts into her. So deep and so thick, he stretches her. Her eyes are closed and the colors are swirling almost as fast as the jets churn the water.The hot steam clouding the room, making the musky scent more pronounced. Her cries of surrender shatter the silence, as her walls milk him as she climaxes again.
He sinks into her softness, letting her muscles contact and work his skin against his steel member. He feels the skin bunch as she contracts. Her scream makes him smile as he knows that she has completely surrendered to the sensations of his love.
He withdraws, and has her stand she weaves as if he's taken her strength from her bones.. He lays down in the water after shutting off the jets. Pulling her down on top of him, she quickly lowers herself on his hard thick shaft.
The dance begins again, the soft sound of the water lapping as he thrusts into her and she thrusts back. Then aiming a jet to the right spot, and with a flick of a switch sends her into another vortex.. She rides him hard, her hands on his stomach to anchor her, as she raises and lowers herself on his engorged manhood.
