<strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location: outside Patio, near the pool &amp; hot tub<br/>Tagged: Brad, and any others in the pool and hot tub area<br/>Accent: Canadian (eh!) :P<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i2.listal.com/image/1079353/936full-vanessa-marcil.jpg)</div>Sam’s laughter was light and playful, it sparkled in her lust glazed eyes as she moved to press against him, draping her body over his muscular body, tickling him with the soft silk of her hair. His teasing personality matched her free spirit perfectly, making her want him all the more. She was determined to make him cry out, but not for his mother. A wicked grin decorated her pretty face as she wiggled into position, straddling Brad, capturing him between her toned, caramel colored thighs. His plea for mercy brought a playful expression to her beautiful features causing her smile to widened and a devious glimmer to danced in her eyes.<br/><br/><strong>“I’m only here on a work visa my friend.”</strong>Samantha purred, proudly displaying her breasts, framed by her long silky brown hair.<strong>“You’ll have to beg for tenderness from some other girl.  Now be a good boy and let me show you how we northern girls keep our men warm in the deep cold days of winter. Canada can have some very long winters you know, but if you are imaginative you can make anything work in your favor.”</strong>Her announcement was followed by a sassy wink as she stroked his throbbing mast, gliding the soft pads of her fingers along his length, mapping each ridge and quiver with her touch.<br/><br/>Slowly, yet purposely she bent at the waist, descending gracefully upon his pulsating shaft. Each hand expertly massaged him, drawing her clever fingers along his rod, stroking and caressing as she gently placed her lips on the sensitive tip. Her long hair slipped over her shoulder like a rich dark silk curtain, partially shielding them from view as a soft moan vibrated against his skin. Sam happily adored Brad’s cock, placing tiny sweet kisses along the length. She took her time, breathing in the scent of him and enjoying the art of pleasuring a man. Her artistry was undeniable, showing just how much she enjoyed offering oral pleasures.<br/><br/>Her tongue pressed against the base of his cock, sliding along the twitching, velvety steel, saturating him in slow and alluring lines. Like a child greedy for a lollypop, she tasted ever inch, purring with undulating pleasure. Her dark pupils dilated with the strength of her desire, watching him through a thick veil of silken lashes. Her pouty mouth, still glossy from her own juices, pressed around his head, readily suckling him as she relished in the salty taste of his pre-cum.  A delicious hum tickled her throat as she slowly sank lower, taking him inch by inch into the depths of her mouth. One hand held the base of his cock while the other moved further south, so not to neglect his ball sack. Her soft hand cupped him gently, quietly pleasuring him with both her hand and mouth, happy to entice others with her display.<br/><br/>The pleasures of her actions were not lost upon the sensual party guest. Sam simply delighted in the shivers that ran through her body, pooling between her thighs as she began to throb with raw desire. Nothing turned on the young Canadian more than taking a man’s penis into her sweet and oh so willing mouth. The sensual act brought forth another moan as it bubbled from her chest, vibrating against his sensitive rod.  She swallowed, holding him tighter in her mouth letting him feel the contraction of each tiny muscle in her throat, wickedly continuing to tease him with her oral pleasures. Lower and lower she sank, taking her time as she deliberately pulled up, letting him think she could take no more. Her eyes glittered with mischievous delight as each time she paused, swallowed and moved once more, taking him deeper and deeper with every gentle wave of her mouth.<br/><br/>Her lips pressed against him, sliding as soft as silk along his shaft until finally she reached the base. Sam held him there for a moment or two, buried deep into her throat, swallowing once more, tightening her grasp before slowly pulling back. The edges of her white teeth ran gently along the full length of him, grazing his cock softly as she exposed inch by glistening inch. Her slim figure pulled back, rising like a goddess from the sea as she reluctantly released him from her mouth accompanied by a naughty wet popping sound. A string of saliva, delicately dangled from the tip of his cock connecting him to her swollen lips, breaking only after a slow sensual smile adorned her pretty face.<br/><br/>Her hand continued to stroke as she flipped her hair back, letting it swing across her heated skin to fall across one shoulder. Her dark eyes burned with a fire that hinted of the molten desire that ran through her veins, and brushed against her clit.<strong>“Cum in my mouth?” </strong>Sam’s quiet question hung in the air while her clever fingers worked his shaft keeping him humming as her body ached for more.<br/>