<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/>While Francis internally could not believe his stroke of good luck.   In which he is about to engage with one hot curvaceous exotic beauty in sexual transgressions.    Salonika would slide over straddling your head.     Just the way she moved, the pattern of tribal tattoos seem to slither on her in hypnotic allure.   Francis would notice her own arousal.   For her petals glisten like leaves of a rain forest with the  hot steamy climate of a tropical jungle.   As the moment would seem like such.  The strong beat echoing.  Is merely one's heart racing.  With a slight gyration of her hips.  She would light tease her petals to brush across your lips.<br/><br/>Unfortunately,  because of position.   Francis would miss the lovingly attention of worship she bequeath upon his cock.  As if it were a golden idol.    As she lowers her head leaning down towards it.   Her long raven black tresses brush around his groin in tease.   A cascading waterfall of night splashing down.   Her tongue velvety would tease swirling around his fat bulbous cock head.    Sliding at the last moment of completing the swirl.   The tip of her tongue would tease the small slit.   Pushing on it, teasing it to ply open.  Then it slide down to tease along the underneath of your swollen shaft.   As her lush full lips slid over  your cock's head.  As you feel her taking your cock into her mouth.   Suddenly her lips would pull back.  Her tongue lashes and laps around your cocks shaft in lovingly manner.  Then once again you feel her lips plied over and once again taking you into her mouth.  This time you feel the draw of her mouth working as she begins to suck you off.   Repeating this process over and over.