Her Favourite Number

"What do you mean, 'it'll do?" Lenny asked as his freshly scrubbed cock bobbed up and down in front of my face. "Nothing babe. C'mere, let's sixty-nine." Lenny was supposed to be an Easydater man, a guy ready to please a woman at the drop of a hat. We'd gone and dropped all of our clothes on the park bench and starts pouting. For an Easydater guy with a big cock, he sure was unsure of himself. What did he care what I thought of his cock. After all, I was still going to fuck him, the complainer! "Come here," I grabbed his hand and pulled him down beside me. "Feel this," I said and slipped his fingers over my exposed shaved pussy. "See how wet I am? I've got a nice, wet pussy, don't I? That's because I really want your cock. I want to suck you, to fuck you…" I couldn't' finish because Lenny kissed me. I deftly pushed his head lower, down my neck, across my chest and then further, further… Lenny continued to kiss me as he manoeuvred into a sixty-nine position. Sixty-nine is my favourite number and favourite position. I insist on it with every guy and girl I fuck. The only thing better than a sixty-niner is getting fucked and sixty-nining a woman at the same time. Trust me; I know what I'm talking about. Lenny's shaft was smooth and slightly salty. I swallowed him an inch at a time. I slicked his prick with spit until he was slippery enough to deep-throat. Then, suddenly, Lenny came in my mouth. Big juicy shots of liquid sex filled my cheeks and dribbled down my chin. I greedily slurped and kept a hold on him that guaranteed my satisfaction. Lenny stayed hard, and he's lucky he did, that's all I have to say about that. "Fuck me now," I said and got into position. Lenny had real stamina, real talent. He gave me many orgasms before saying "I have to pull out soon." I leapt off his cock and aimed his prick directly at my face. "I loved it the first time." Then his spray hit my face. Look me up on Easydater; I live in Washington.