Lingerie

I watch as he picked out a transparent, for all practicality, translucent lingerie. It was meant to be worn with a lace g-string and top, but he does not pass that out to me. It allows for practically all light to pass through it, making it a soft fabric that does nothing but scandalize the audience. Oh, and feel nice on my skin.

I glance sensually at him, as he passes it to me. I bite my lower lip slightly, as he passes it to me, with some hesitation. I smile at him, taking it from him and putting it on my body. It fails down, caressing my tities, highlighting my hard nipples even further, as the dark, thin silk, highlights my body erotically.

He walks up to me, as I put one leg out, further enfacing my curves. He walks up to me, pulls me close to him, and we kiss passionately. He puts one hand on my waist, as the other feels between my legs, touching gently my thigh. He works his way sensually, moving his figures up and down, closer to my clit. Soon it's rubbing his fingers open my clit, up and down upon my pussy lips. We kiss again, longer and filled with passion, lust rising from both of us.

His fingers enter into my cervix, turning my horny body into anxious, lust-filled, circles as he thrust them in and out, slow at first but soon faster. I moan between kisses, his mouth shifting to my neck. I turn my head to one side, as his touching grows faster, insistent, and higher upon me.