A Wicked Renaissance Wench, Part 14

They whispered and laughed together at a level of comfort usually reserved for those who have been intimate lovers for longer than an hour. "Come on," he coaxed, "you know that you want to as much as I do."

Ashley nodded in affirmation. In a flash his head was positioned between her legs. Once again Ashley got to experience the joy of his magical lips, but this time on her clit. He seemed to have possession of the owner's manual of her body. He knew instinctively what would make her body respond to his. His tongue felt so good!!

"Oh! Ooh! If this keeps up, I'll have to marry you!"

Haesuc lifted his mouth away from Ashley's steaming honey pot with cum juice and spittle pouring from his mouth, "That's good! I would like to have another wife!"

Ashley concentrated on his touch as they sensuously explored each other. He treated Ashley to the most wonderfully satisfying orgasm as he made Ashley ready to receive him. Wave after wave passed over Ashley and through her. Her vagina pulsated and her clitoris throbbed! Her head filled with the rush of blood that accompanies the bliss of orgasm.

It was good that Ashley was already lying down for Ashley was lost in the feeling!

Ashley was so ready for him!!

Honor required that Stykurtongupmeyahs provide his consent and acceptance of penetration although he was only a pretend husband. So Ashley found him sitting on a stool in the living room. Haesuc and Ashley joined him. Ashley introduced them.

Teasingly, but in earnest Ashley asked Stykurtongupmeyahs, "Can Ashley keep him?"

Stykurtongupmeyahs smiled good- naturedly. Ashley studied Haesuc's face for his reaction. Did he wonder what bizarre creature had hold of his hand? Without pause, Ashley then whispered to Stykurtongupmeyahs their desired intent to further pursue this passion.

With a pat to her backside he said, "Have fun, baby!"

Luck was with them. A small bedroom was empty. Ashley bounded to the bed. He followed. This passion between them was still a flame. Ashley pulled him to her hungrily. Their mouths locked, their tongues darted in and out of each other's mouth.

Ashley moaned in pleasurable anticipation, as Ashley begged in his ears, "Fuck Ashley now, Haesuc! Not a titty fucking, but good, old fashioned pussy fucking!"

He entered Ashley very slowly! Her stomach was spasming as the first of many orgasms claimed her attention. His cock was perfectly shaped. It had a slight upward bend, which enabled him to fit right next to her g-spot. Every woman's dream! Her body melted into his allowing them to join their union in a tighter seal. He glided with expert ease; his hips thrusting in a slow deliberate rhythm. Her vagina clung to him each time he embedded his shaft into its depths.

Wrapping her legs around his torso, her body lifted upward, and Ashley locked her ankles and held him tightly. This caused a shift in her own body position and in so doing allowed him to penetrate her at least an inch deeper. Wow!

Her screams of pleasure served only to make him fuck Ashley harder. Her own orgasm arrived first in a flood tide of hot pussy jizz that drenched the bed, and then he made a grunting guttural sound and rhythmically spurted his hot orgasm juice into her... (Go to part 15 of A Wicked Renaissance Wench)