<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2942032#msg2942032">Quote from: Xiddeus on 16-04-2010, 00:07:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Francis almost howled with excitement as she suddenly increased her manipulations upon his manhood.  He dove deeper into her clutching pussy and prayed he could at least give her some satisfaction as well, he  redoubled his own efforts, feeling strangely revitalized by the sheer animal magnetism that radiated from this goddess that was worshipping his cock.  Clamping his teeth over her shining jewel, he sucked at it and pushed a finger into her honey pot and started pumping it in and out of her, damned if he wasn't going to give as well as he got.   When he had walked in he never expected this, he was thinking of a regular physical, but now all he cared about was what this beautiful and incredible was sucking him off and he was afraid he couldn't give her the satisfaction of an orgasm as well.<br/><br/>The vibrating of her mouth felt like pure pleasure given form, he could feel her inner walls were smooth and moist from her own juices, a definitive squelching noise could be heard as he pumped her with his large digit.  He tasted her pleasure on his tongue as the liquid flowed from her flower and across his mouth, all over his tongue.  For the first time in a long while he thought of honey when performing such on a woman. Feeling his muscles tensing all over his body, Francis knew that he couldn't hold on any longer and releasing his hold on her clit he groaned loudly as his spunk erupted from his shaft like it was a volcano. He could only barely maintain his finger motion, hoping he could get her to orgasm before he lost all power in his limbs.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Like a fountain, one that is of eternal youth.  His cock would erupt, as his seed spews forth in a geyser into her waiting mouth.   Oh so sweet tasting, as the first droplets that hit the roof of her mouth fall upon her tongue.   Her mouth still working, encouraging all of his seed to come forth.    Deeply she would drink of this wealth of semen.<br/><br/>If he half realized her tattoo were tantra sigils.   He would have been surprised.   For equally in heat of the moment.   Every fiber in her body burning with the sudden rise of passion.  As she drew in the energies, feeding off of them.   In a on rush towards her own orgasm.   Drawing into the Shakti.   The eternal cosmic power of all creation.   Sweet divine of her release comes.  As her body washes over that precept of oblivion of rapture in that moment.  As her body trembles in ecstasy,   her body trembles in delight.   As her sweet juices bath the face of her lover.<br/><br/>In that moment as her own orgasms washes over her.  She would know the whole of her lover.  His seed would reveal all of his illnesses if any are to be found.    As the tantra ritual of divining draws to its height of  the climax.