I responded by gasping, “Yes, oh god yes,” as my body continued to quiver.
Marsha kept kissing my pussy for a long time after I stopped moving. With my eyes still closed and breathing deeply, Marsha moved up next to me, pulling me close. “Are you okay sweetie,” she said as she took my head in her hands and looked at me.
I opened my eyes to Marsha’s face and moist lips above me. “It looks like I’m all over your mouth,” I whispered.
“I know,” Marsha answered and licked her lips.
I then pulled Marsha’s lips to mine for a very wet kiss, savoring the mixture of my wetness and her saliva.
Marsha’s excitement had rekindled as she ate me to orgasm and now grew further with our wet cum and saliva infused kiss. Marsha broke our kiss and leaned up revealing her full heavy dark breasts and large nipples hanging from her chest. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles and stuck out like pencil erasers. She grabbed one large pendulous breast with both hands and guided the nipple to my waiting own mouth. I suckled as she fed me one black breast and then the other. My husband loves when I feed him my breasts in this way, and now I know why.
Her breathing grew heavy and raspy as I gently rolled Marsha away from me, rose above to look down upon her, and with a moan dropped my head and continued to feast on her womanly dark flesh.
“Oh yes,” Marsha gasped as she held my head to her heaving breast. I groped and ravished both large black breasts wantonly with both hands and my hungry wet mouth.
I left her saliva soaked heaving breasts and moved down her body while she spread her legs wide in the process. I could smell Marsha’s excitement.
“Kiss my thighs,” Marsha said.
With trembling hands, I spread Marsha’s toned dark legs and began to kiss up her thighs. I felt her tremble as my lips drew across her soft black skin.
I kissed high up one thigh and then moved to the other side and began kissing back down. When I reached her knee, I switched again, using my tongue this time as I moved back up the warm flesh, loving the taste and softness of her ebony skin.
“Mmmm, so nice,” Marsha whispered.
I worked on Marsha’s thighs for a long time, enjoying the feeling of her soft flesh under my lips.
“Kiss my pussy like you kissed my mouth,” Marsha implored me.
I hesitated, wanting Marsha’s desire to grow.
“Kiss my pussy!” Marsha said again more emphatically this time, bouncing her hips and trying to force contact between her pussy and my mouth.
I closed my eyes and moved my head forward.
“Ahhhhhh!!” Marsha gasped as my lips touched her pulsing sex. “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss my pussy!” she gasped.
I felt Marsha’s juice on my lips and moaned. I licked my lips and brought the taste into my mouth. My heart began to beat faster and with a little whimper, I stuck my tongue into her wet pussy and felt it surrounded by her tight pulsing sphincter muscle. My head began to spin as more juice dribbled down my tongue and into my mouth. With a moan of excitement I pushed Marsha’s legs wider and began to fully probe and suck on her open vulva.
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