<strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location:  On the patio, being thoroughly pleasured by the delicious Brad ;)<br/>Tagged: Brad, and any others <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>As introductions go, Brad’s had been deliciously forward, exactly what she loved in a man. There was no point in being shy at a party such as this, selective maybe, but the only thing being shy got you was a long night of nothing.<br/><br/><strong>“Help yourself – please be my guest…but fair’s fair- in return I would like to help myself to some more of that deliciousness too if it would please the most delicious tasting Sam. – Maybe I could help those fingers with their tasks”</strong><br/><br/>The soft sighs of pleasure that tripped from her lips encouraged a delicious shiver to run along her spine, reacting to each teasing touch. The sweet sound danced on the thick night air, tickling his ear as she watched his progress intently.  His command of her hand was something she hadn’t expected, but thoroughly enjoyed nonetheless and willingly given.  Each word that fell from his lips helped to heighten her excitement, what was it about a man with a British accent that made a girl feel like she was in a Bond film?<br/><br/><br/>Her rosebud nipples tightened under the sensual stimulation, poking through the lavender lace as it trembled in anticipation of being captured by his mouth.  Sam arched her back, pressing her nipple further into his warm maw, using her free hand to play with the softness of his hair. A soft giggle accompanied the teasing grin that danced in her eyes as Sam smoothly adjusted her slim figure on the lounge chair. She gracefully opened her legs in what could only be taken as an open invitation, allowing him to feast upon her sweet honey.<strong>"I’m all for equal play sugar."</strong><br/><br/>Although it was her own fingers sliding between the warm, soft walls of her womanly core, Samantha couldn’t help but thrill at the feeling of giving complete control over to Brad. The petite brunette basked under the pleasure that rocked through her body, savoring each sensation with the addition of his lips and tongue. Her body already ripe from her solo performance didn’t take long for the heat to swell, throbbing between her thighs and flowing with the sweet honey that glazed his searching tongue.<br/><br/><br/>The sensual beauty writhed and moaned under his expert handling. Her entire body grew wild with a radiant heat that pulsed between her thighs. She felt completely alive, saturated with a fever that would not be extinguished. Reaching her hand out, Sam forked her fingers through his hair, cupping the back of his head with her slim hand and pushing his head forward, greedy for more.<br/>