Pandora can hardly wait to close their door before she turns and slowly begins to strip for Ob... sliding her hands over her breasts as she finds the hem of her shirt and draws it over her head, her breasts lush and swollen with milk; the nipples dark and excited with anticipation. Now she reaches for her skirt and draws it down from her waist... her hands draw themselves up her thighs, pausing at her mound as they continue up to sweep her hair back over her shoulders... pausing to lift it and let it cascade down her back.
Her eyes have never left Obsidian... and she can see the smouldering need as he watches her performance. Pandora licks her lips,leaving them moist and inviting... and steps forward to where Ob stands, mesmerized. She slides her hands around his waist, kissing him... slipping her tongue out to trace his mouth... then steps back to draw his shirt over his head... dropping it to the floor she drifts her hand down to his manhood... caressing beneath his pants... unfastening them and softly sliding her hand around his huge girth. His moan drives her on... his hand reaching for one of her breasts, kneading a nipple... which fans the fire already burning in her.
Pandora drops to her knees,drawing Ob's pants down with her... her lips kiss up along his thigh until she reaches his cock; she licks up over it and slides her mouth down to encase its throbbing length... sucking hard with her tongue she moves up and down, her one hand caressing and kneading his balls... feeling them tighten with need. Obsidian moans again and she looks up into his lust filled eyes... her own telling him how much she loves and desires him.....
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