Six foot tall, fair hair, good looking face with an attractive profile,
broad shoulders, narrow waist and, most important of all, an oversized sausage
hanging limp between slim thighs.
Short, slim and attractive, with long blonde tresses normally pinned up
under her nurse’s hat, she was a captivating package with an enormous sense of
humour. Overdue for a mature
relationship with the opposite sex but, somehow, apparently not interested in
what she was missing.
“What? You on a nudie beach?” The youngster giggled at the thought.
“I said she was experienced,” Paul tried to justify
himself, “and she is quite young. Most people seem to think she’s a looker, in an innocent sort of way and she certainly knows
how to please a guy.”
Gorgeous thighs, slim and parted sufficiently to reveal
her intimate slit. If it wasn’t for the bush of fair hair at her groin, her
body would have the perfect curvature of a juvenile.
‘She’d really like to pick up a fellow to ease the itch
niggling at her core,’ she reflected, while making her way towards South Parade
Within seconds they were both naked and locked into an embrace. The two
females, both accustomed to providing pleasure to their male clients, soon
became soul mates in their endeavour to satisfy each other in a manner that
only women understand.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “My birthright makes me one of the chosen
few. However, many more will share our
glory with the sanction of the Master.”
“Your man has
been watching him watching me?” Sara choked slightly. “That’s a considerable invasion of privacy!”
“She’s a demon of the night who will visit you through your dreams. She
will take the guise of whatever woman you currently lust after and make love to
you in a fashion you’ll never forget,” Miller stated softly.
“Yeah, you could say that,” the youngster
groaned. “When I get a hard-on my cock’s bigger than a copper’s truncheon and
my bum’s branded with an owl riding a snake.”
Slamming the door shut, she breathed a sigh
of relief. She’d survived, but wasn’t sure how. ‘Still, at least she was safe
now,’ she thought, just as the hand came down heavily onto her shoulder.
Warm, tender and very happy, she wriggled and panted as the passion
consumed her body.
She kissed his groin, licked his shaft and teased the bulbous head with
her tongue. Tasting the aftermath of their previous coupling inflamed her
appetite for more. It was necessary to get him inside her again; she realised
as her vagina twitched with anticipation.
“Bloody hell mother, for Christ’s sake get
your feet back on the ground,” her daughter exploded. “You’re not suggesting
some celestial being dropped in and shagged me?”