Enthusiastically

Wordlessly, I twirled her around by her shoulders and grabbed the zipper, pulling it down in a long, slow motion. The parting dress back unveiled a delicious smooth expanse of Liz's back, interrupted only by the thin black band of her bra. Liz pushed the rest of the dress down to the floor, and, when she stood back up, I unhooked her bra clasps and removed the lingerie. She was wearing black lacy bikini panties, silky smooth on her gorgeous behind.

She turned, and my mouth watered when I gazed at her magnificent breasts. Large by any standards, but well-suited to her tall frame. Her nipples were engorged and poking a good half-inch out from the rest of the smooth globes. Liz unbuttoned my tux shirt, running her hands across my chest and rubbing my nipples with her fingertips, while I tried vainly to yank my eyesight to the rest of her delicious body. Then she took off the tux coat and shirt in one motion, throwing it on the second bed. Her hands fell to my pants, one unbuttoning the clasp and one groping my manhood through the smooth fabric. My hands went to her lovely mounds of flesh, squeezing and tweaking them. She smiled lasciviously at me.

Once she had the pants open, I dropped them to the floor along with my boxers and stepped out. While I did that, she took off her panties. When we stood back up, we clinched and kissed each other lustfully, my cock pressing into her slightly rounded belly.

Liz broke the kiss and crawled slowly onto the bed, staring with evident desire at me. She wiggled her ass and chest, making her flesh move in the most delightful ways. I was entranced. When she reached the top of the bed, she rolled over on her back and beckoned to me with her finger. She spread her legs apart, showing me her waxed cunt with its tiny racing stripe pointing directly at her pursed pussy lips. She licked her lips and winked at me.

I crawled onto the bed, pausing to kiss up her legs, alternating left then right. My hands stroked her baby-smooth skin, finding sensuous areas near her ankles and knees by her moans. When I got to her thighs, I began licking with just the tip of my tongue, sometimes wagging it enticingly, sometimes using a feather light lick that barely touched the skin. Liz groaned, ?Oh, don?t tease!? as she rubbed her tits and nipples. I ignored her plea.

I could smell her delicious musk wafting from her mostly-shaved pussy, and I could not wait to taste her sex nectar. I inched my way up, drawing out the approach to tease her more. When I got to where her legs joined her body, I found those crevices to be very sensitive. Liz gasped with lust when I tickled them with my tongue.