Tasting Stories

With my head buried deep in my race guide, a thousand miles away, I feel a hand on my shoulder. Turning my head to the left I see my good friend Michelle. We had car pooled to the track earlier that morning with her husband and a few other friends. In amongst the hustle and bustle of the keen racing enthusiasts we had managed to find a tall round bar table and some stools to stand at for the day, somewhere to place our dr...

I I leared at her pussy and decided it was Time to gorge on her beautiful flower. I nuzzled her cunny, licking her honey She was ready and sweet to devour. Her pussy was glistening, it fit like a glove And I stuck out my middle finger 'O beautiful pussy, this pussy I love, What a gorgeous, slick pussy you are, You are, You are! What a gorgeous, slick pussy you are you are!' II Pussy oozed some sweet nectar, as my digit fl...

Gill gently kissed Steve’s chest and neck, straddling his thigh and feeling his hands stroking her skin as she did so. Still kissing his neck, Gill started to gently push her mound against his leg feeling her pussy respond as she kept the pressure on then relaxing a little, before starting over again. Steve’s hands were cupping her buttocks, gently kneading them and Gill could feel the coolness of the air as he spread the...