Face First

Ben tore open his pants and pulled out his prick. He began to stroke it slow and long, going from the base of his eight inch cock to the tip of his purple glans. I blew him a kiss from the bed. "So, are you going to watch, or are you going to join me?" I pulled my hand from my pussy, which was wet and hot and ready for cock. I picked Ben; I found him online at Easydater, and when I saw his cock, a beefy eight inch salami stick with a huge purple helmet for a cock head, I knew I had to feel that inside of me. It only took a few e-mails and a few phone calls for me to get what I wanted. Ben was on top of me like a bee to honey. He kissed and licked his way from my mouth, down my chest and across my stomach to the top of my neatly shaved mound. He must have been as horny as I was because he dove into my pussy like a man into a pool on a very hot Texas day. His tongue whipped from the top of my slash to the bottom in one sopping lick. His tongue must have been about seven inches long! It encompassed my pussy, and when he slipped his tongue inside it felt as thick as three fingers. Ben's tongue was a wicked pussy-licking miracle. He thrust it past my butterfly folds to delve deep into my sodden snatch. Then he face-fucked me so deliciously, using his fingers in my honey-hole and his tongue danced a Salsa on my clit. I was writhing in ecstasy, spreading my legs as wide as I could and then clenching them around Ben's neck. Then, he located my g-spot. Using his tongue and fingers for friction Ben quickly brought me to a fire-hose soaked orgasm. For several minutes I thrashed about on the bed, soaking his face and neck with copious amounts of cunny spray. Ben continued to finger-fuck my clutching snatch. "You taste absolutely delicious," he growled. "I could eat you all the time." "That's great," I panted, "but I want your cock, too. Are you ready to fuck me now?" Ben did not disappoint.