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Their motel tryst, vetted for adult consent plus contraceptive and STI safety, still left space for surprise …As arranged.”Five words total.  Fifteen minutes only.  Be ready.”  After selfies and snapchats, they agreed upon these last instructions for their rendezvous.He casually rapped his knuckles on the motel door, Room 64.  She casually opened it.  The neon red glow of the room’s digital clock shone 12:48 p.m. on the nightstand.Both were better in the flesh than their online profiles promised.”Sudi?” She asked.  All they had left to verbally express themselves were four spoken words …As agreed.He paraded himself in cornflower blue denims caressing shapely calves and thighs. His button-down opened slightly below the collarbone, clinging to çankaya escort gorgeous pecs. Trimmed (and hopefully cunt-tickling) stubble framed his slightly wicked yet hesitant smile.”Amahle?” He enquired.  Down to three.She displayed herself in cranberry gossamer and chiffon that embraced the slope of her breasts and molded to the curve of her hips.  Her lingerie also floated freely about the length of her legs and rhinestone sandaled feet.  Her smoky coal stare and nude-glossed grin promised his cock the indescribable.But it was the way they smelled to each other that really did the trick.Phone sex, virtual hookups, and dirty texts never capture the heart-thumping shock of desire’s essence keçiören escort freshly inhaled: him, the electric taste of ozone in her palate like the hint of an oncoming thundershower; her, the bouquet of sweat and earth wafting through the air to his nostrils like a field of summer morning glories beckoning the dawn.As they hugged, their comingled scent fanned smoldering glances into a conflagration of tasty kisses, insistent fondling, and impetuous grunts.They stumbled into the room. Sudi slammed the door locked behind them. They tumbled onto the bed: Amahle on her back with Sudi on top of her.  He pulled the top of her nightie down and bottom of it up, freeing her tits and baring etimesgut escort her snatch.  The material bunched around her waist.Amahle raised her knees to the sides of him as he feasted on her aroused nipples like succulent grapes.  Sudi replaced his lips and tongue with his hands, working his mouth slowly down to her belly button while kneading her breasts.  Amahle sunk into the enveloping pool of delight.She shoved him off to free herself of the now imprisoning nightwear.  After she wriggled out of it and tossed the lingerie to the floor, she guided him back on top of her and pushed his head down to her pussy.  She thumbed then pulled her own teats to walnut-hard rigidity.Sudi bathed Amahle’s labia with moist laps and frenetic licks.  He curled his middle and index finger into her and clamped her clit in a prolonged sucking and humming kiss.Amahle raised her legs in the air and spread herself wide.  Sudi held her legs open, his mouth testing and tempting and tasting her flowering quim from slit to bud.  Amahle mewled and wailed as she watched her thighs and hips shiver.