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Author: joystick Published: 2/7/2007 story views: 724
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third floors, I turned into one apartment and made it into my home.”
“You must do well as a dancer to afford all this.”
“I do very well, but renting the two apartments sure does help. I also have other investments that will help me live well when I can no longer dance. Anyway it was a rundown dump when I brought it but I had it gutted and fixed up. Everyone told me that it was a waste of time and money to rebuild it but I liked it and it is close to the center of things and the neighborhood has changed for the better since then.” She said as she opened the elevator door and they went up to the second floor landing where they got out. She unlocked the apartment door and they stepped into a small foyer. As soon as the front door was closed and locked she was in his arms again. Her fingers almost ripping his shirt off and letting it fall to the floor. She pulled his undershirt off and then started to undo his belt, letting his pants and under shorts fall to the floor leaving him almost nude and led him upstairs into her bedroom. Somewhere along the way his loafers and socks were discarded. He was glad that he had locked up his pistol at Rich's place this morning. He had debated about taking it with him, but decided against it. He was glad he had, as it might have been difficult to explain why he was packing a gun. He looked around the bedroom-it was decorated like a Turkish Harem, very sexy and very Levantine. In the center of the room on a slightly raised platform stood a huge four-poster bed with colorful overstuffed pillows and stuffed animals (a leopard, a lion and two very angry looking tigers). Red drapes with fancy white lace netting surrounded the bed.
“My protectors.” She said, pointing to the stuffed creatures.
“You should have warned me to bring my hunting gun,” he joshed.
“I think the one you are waving at me will be big enough to tame any of the 'pussies' in the room now.”
Standing by the bed he slowly started to undress her. Slowly and seductively his white fingertips exposed each inch of her olive skin, followed by his hot wet lips kissing and his teeth nibbling on the sweet tasting flesh. His mouth covered her firm nipples and the tip of his tongue lapped around and over them causing them to become even harder and more erect. He tried unsuccessfully to suck the entire tit into his extended jaw, but they were too big to fit so he just glorified in their taste. Next he moved reluctantly down to her belly. She had the most wonderfully developed abs that he had ever seen. Many men would die for such a washboard belly. As his tongue entered her belly button she used her navel to fuck his tongue. She placed her fingers on his head directing his kissing and sucking mouth down, down, down, to her neatly trimmed pussy. On his knees before her he worshiped her pussy. She moaned as he spread her legs and buried his mouth on her crotch, while his palms squeezed her ass and a finger rubbed along her ass and pressed into her rosebud. His tongue tip circled her pussy lips and passed over and into her wet cunt. She gently pushed him away and sat down on the bed and