<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=121499.msg5340274#msg5340274">Quote from: katydid77 on 14-10-2011, 02:56:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lexa pushed the upper half of her body up so that she was resting on her elbows so she could look down the length of her body to watch what Timmy was doing.  A great part of Lexa’s sexual pleasure was derived from the visual aspect.  Seeing Timmy’s lips and tongue as they teased her clit was extremely erotic.  “Look at me,” she said softly to Timmy,  reaching down and curling her fingers underneath his chin, and tipping his face up to look at her.  “Do you see what you’re doing to me?” she moaned.<br/><br/>Lexa’s hands slid behind his head and clenched in Timmy’s hair as her body tensed with the pleasure he was bringing to her.   The two of them seemed to feed off one another – the more excited that Lexa became and the louder she moaned, the faster Timmy’s tongue vibrated against her clit and the harder his fingers stroked in and out of her pussy.   And the faster and harder he pleasured her, the louder Lexa grew until finally, she just couldn’t take it any longer.  She squealed loudly as her orgasm began to rock her body.  Her hips bucked wildly up against Timmy’s mouth and against his fingers, trying to push more of him into her as she came.  <br/><br/>As her body began to relax, Lexa reached for Timmy, pulling him up on top of her and kissing him deeply, her tongue slid into his mouth to twist eagerly around Timmy’s.  She pulled back slightly so that she could suck on his lower lip.  “Mmmmm….” she whispered, smirking against his mouth.  “I taste GOOD!” she giggled.   Her hands slid down his chest to tug on the button to his pants.  “Let’s take these off,” she suggested, winking at Timmy.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The expressions that Lexa made as she was pleasured were a great turn-on for Timmy. It encouraged him to continue to do his utmost to pleasure her, and he was rewarded as she finally crested the height of pleasure she needed to orgasm. Timmy was glad of it - nothing made him feel better than getting a woman off. And she did taste good. So good. He lapped between her thighs as she orgasmed, eager for every drop of her essence as she climaxed. The aura of the room seemed to enhance the experience, making it so much more intense than if this were some random fling somewhere else.<br/><br/>He went when Lexa pulled him up, returning her kiss with the same depth. His tongue danced about hers, sharing the taste of her essence with the woman it had sprung from. "Fucking<em>great</em>." Timmy declared, a little short of breath after the french kiss that Lexa had put him. He looked down to see her hands tugging at his pants. "Heh. Sure." The young man said, slipping to the side to take his shoes off, and then to undo the button and fly of his pants. He pushed the blue jeans down, and stepped out of them. The young man wore a pair of navy blue boxer shorts that were strained and overfull with an endowment that was much more than generous. These too fell to the ground and were kicked aside. Timmy knelt down, and grasped at one of the condoms he had grabbed from the armoire.<br/><br/>He tore the foil wrapper and fumbled with getting it on himself. The fit was not great, but it would do. "I'm going to fuck you now." Timmy said, crawling up on the divan between Lexa's legs, shoving her down onto her back. One hand went to the base of his broad member, guiding it so that the condom-covered head stroked her outer folds. He gave a small moan - it felt great even with the rubber on. Slowly Timmy started to inch his way into Lexa, grunting at how tight she was. "Feels so fucking good inside you." Timmy said, his face contorted in an expression of lust as he looked to where their bodies were joining.