Small Guy Takes On Giant Opponent

It’s a short commute, I walk from the spare bedroom where I’ve set up my studio into the master bathroom. He doesn’t seem insecure either, and he smiles back at me with a confident look. “We can always turn it off and discuss politics,” I laugh. A quick dry with the towels, and we’re off, still a little damp – me VERY damp! Taylor orders a spicy sea bass with red beans and rice. The orgasms come rolling in, breaking rhythmically over my consciousness. He knows exactly how I’m reacting. It’s almost a letdown when instead I feel his tongue, his real tongue this time, dipping into my sloppy cunt, and his lips and chin and nose all sliding around my labia. “Best I ever had!”
“Thank you kindly,” continues Henri. In short order my armpits, legs, and cunt are silky smooth, but then I spend more time caressing them and enjoying the sensation.