<strong>Brad, poolside<br/>Tag Sam and any friends.</strong><br/><br/>Brad was on fire- his cock throbbed with the excitement of the way her body responded. The more he touched and licked, the more she writhed and moaned. It seemed she was seething, undulating in wave after wave of pleasure as he teased and caressed. It was a duet of pure lust and lascivious pleasure.<br/><br/>He was torn between the desire to clamber on the sofa with her, roll her over and ravish her- and the far more ball busting tantalisation of eating, lapping and gorging to bring her to climax. But then he would let his massive cock loose to drive deep and thrust into the juicy pulsing sheath he now fingered.<br/><br/>And then he felt her urgent demanding fingers in his hair guiding him closer, pushing his face up against her wetness.. There was no mistaking her urgency, he opened wide and pressed lips to lips, sucking, lapping growling. If the lady needed a hungry gorging mouth to pleasure her- he would oblige.<br/><br/>Brad lithely clambered on the sofa-knelt between her spread and welcoming thighs, slid strong hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her to him. Crouched over her- his cock jutting,, swinging thick and glistening with pre-cum signalled his own readiness, but not until he had drank this fountain dry.He was now holding the spread chalice of her hips and womanhood, he was a lion gulping and drinking from her pouring nectar. Her juices ran down her highs, over his hands, down the trail to her ass, she was drenched, she was overflowing.<br/><br/>Thrusting his tongue deep, now curled and hard as a finger, swirling it round and round he probed and growled. He had lost count of time, his eyes shut- his head clamped to her he was intoxicated with the absolute abandon of his partner.<br/>