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Pass Around Joy - 2 Bev's Flowing Ardor

There was much thrashing, smacking, and gnashing going on in the deep pool of blackness behind the front seat of my 1966 Pontiac Bonneville. Meanwhile I was awash in the moist resplendence and tossing throes between Beverly’s cheeks and tongue.

From the sounds and smells issuing from the back seat as well as the rocking of the auto springs it was clear that Reno was sliding into home base Joy. The final punctuation was one of Joy’s heels dancing atop the big back seat rest of the Pontiacs front bench seat.
Beverly and I initially lounged in the front seat looking out into the dark winter woods. Beverly snuggled close for warmth since we would be there a while as Reno had his evening of Joy. Beverly's long hair fell across her face and my chest and her hand slowly glided across my chest until what neither one of us set out to be slowly unfurled over us. The slight brush of my lips along her hairline. Her face imperceptibly turning up to meet me. The first pleasant exhale issued from her mouth on our first tentative kiss leading to the gasp of air as my tongue teased her tongue into my mouth leading to Bev’s soft suction lips fastening over mine and her pile driving her tongue down my throat in a frenzied abandon.

 Just like her kiss, even when on her knees Beverly was all lips, tongue, and cheeks with nary a hint of teeth.

Mushy moist meringue mouth. Glorious soft wet endless suction swallowing me up.

Amazing

I leaned back and draped my arm over the long slender steering column. Lifting my ass up for Bev to work my pants down releasing into the dashboard illuminated glinting pulsing rock hard head of my cock.

As her mouth poured over me I was grasping her bra-less pendulous breast under her shirt forming it roundly with my palm forcing her erect pointy hard nipple into the cone shaped aureole with great effect on Beverly’s breathing and fervor. She opened my shirt and traced her full lascivious lips past my chest and along my then taut tummy of those days.

Beverly’s face flowed over my cock with the sweet slurpy sounds of her soft sluice mouth which echoed through the empty forest preserve. This took all my attention from the festivities of Reno unwrapping Joy in the back seat. I originally had hopes of catching a visual introduction to Joy’s remarkable naked breasts in my rear-view mirror. But Beverly’s flowing ardor deserved all my attention.
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  1. AnonymousOctober 27, 2016 at 3:03 AM

    I have long susoected that there is more to you than meets the eye. This is beautiful and poetic. "Beverly's long hair fell across her face and my chest and her hand slowly glided across my chest until what neither one of us set out to be slowly unfurled over us. The slight brush of my lips along her hairline. Her face imperceptibly turning up to meet me. The first pleasant exhale issued from her mouth on our first tentative kiss leading to the gasp of air as my tongue teased her tongue into my mouth leading to Bev’s soft suction lips fastening over mine and her pile driving her tongue down my throat in a frenzied abandon." Wonderful write.

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    1. Smu DoodleOctober 27, 2016 at 11:23 AM

      Thanks K. Sometimes there are kisses that stay with us in our memories that no amount of embellishment can ever match the initial effect they have on us. Of course most of my memories are merely works of fiction I tell myself. Living life between the blurred lines. Cheers.

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2017 at 3:18 PM

    Careful, you sounded like me! Living life between the blurred lines. Story of my life.

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