Through soft and yearning folds his fingers did slip; taut and toned, seasoned with untold age, spread with lustful yearning, hungry eyes feasted deep. Every peak and valley quivering fingers did caress, lost in carnal joy. Further and further, deeper and deeper did shivering hands press and hungry eyes feed, unsated, unabated, unfazed into its welcoming body. Moist and forbidden, enthralling and mesmerizing, its spread folds yearned for him, begged for him, clawed for his insatiable appetite.
Wispy weakly whispered words stoked his flame, pulling him ever closer, ever deeper. Over every detail, every mark, dimple, bump, and bruise, over every forbidden sight, fervent tongue and whet mouth worked. Fingers spread, groping, caressing every curve in deprived delight. Soft moans hung in the stale breeze, shuddering in the soft flickering candlelight. An ecstasy long forgotten, ached for on the loneliest nights, swelled within, burning, yearning, thirsting for release it grew with every thr