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From Palmy to Palm City: Part 6:

My tongue becomes her surfboard

I glance at the digital clock beside the motel room bed, the 4:30 late afternoon sun pouring brightly through the window. The sun wasn't the only thing about to go down... I whisper in my blindfolded woman's ear to sit on her knees with her legs apart and hold onto the headboard. I lay on my back on the soft mattress and slide between her thighs, under her arse, pushing her legs a little wider until my shoulders were betw...

From Palmy to Palm City: Part 4. Helping myself

Exploring the contents of her lacy black knickers....

I glanced and checked the black mask still covered her eyes. Below her nose, her lips were gently together in a relaxed state, oh so inviting. But now it was time to head further south. She still hadn't ever set eyes on me. At this point I gently grabbed her hand in mine and then moved my butt around and rubbed her hand over my panty-clad arse. I loved the feel of her warm hands around the curves of my bum. The feel of he...

I could see her skin was beautifully smooth as she lay there motionless in the black blindfold, afternoon autumn sunlight streaming through the window onto her pale body. I stood there at the foot of the bed, feeling sexy in her silky lacy lingerie. This was erotic My mind sent back to the endless emails we had had, her fantasies and mine. My barefeet silently walked around the bed to the side of her. I slowly lowered my...