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Old 07-06-2013, 06:16 PM   #6
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By now, Smith was confident that Molly could at least somewhat focus on him although she was unable to move in any useful way. Standing between her feet, Smith gave her a couple of muscle-man poses, leering perversely at her as he lowered his hand to his crotch. He cupped his hand over the bulge in front, which by now had grown so large and hard that the front of the waistband was sitting a full inch and a half off his pubis. Smith yanked hard and the G-string disappeared with two loud pops as the waist snaps gave way. Molly looked on in horror as Smith’s cock leapt free of its confines and sprang out and up to its full length, falling with two heavy bounces before coming to rest at a slight upward angle and a gentle curve along its nearly eight inches, mimicking the horn of an evil rhinoceros. Confronted by Smith’s cock, Molly tried to thrash and struggle, but in her concussed state she could only manage a meek squirming as he towered over her. Smith put his hands on his hips and thrust his pelvis forward, giving Molly a full presentation. He ran his hand slowly from the swollen glans down to the bulging base of his cock before wrapping his fist around it firmly and giving it two or three hard tugs.

Smith kneeled at Molly’s calves, leaned forward and took hold of the waistband of her jogging shorts. He slid them slowly down her legs, his hands running slowly over the contours of Molly’s athletic thighs and calves before pulling them off and tossing them aside. Taking hold of her hips once again, Smith slid his hands into the waist of Molly’s panties. Even more slowly this time, Smith again let his hands run slowly over the smooth skin of Molly’s legs as he guided the panties over her thighs and calves. Smith pulled the panties loose of Molly’s ankles and over her feet until they were free. Smith held the pink panty to his face and snuggled it before raising it over his head in both hands triumphantly. He stretched one of the legs and pulled the panty over his head and down around his neck, wearing it like a pink cotton necklace.

Smith did not immediately address Molly’s pubic area. Instead, he lifted her left leg by the ankle. Holding her calf, Smith slid the cotton anklet over Molly’s heel and off her foot. He was pleased to see that her toes were polished the same color that she wore during their first encounter at the grocery store. Smith kissed each of Molly’s toes and then slowly dragged his tongue along the top of her foot, up her instep and over her ankle. He gently bit her Achilles tendon and then let her leg fall so that her calf was lying over his right thigh. He repeated the process with her right foot, stripping it, kissing and licking it from toe to ankle. Then he began the long, slow climb up Molly’s legs.

First the right leg and then the left, Smith kissed and licked his way up Molly’s calves, over her knees and up her thighs. Her freshly shaved skin was smooth as glass and her flesh gave slightly as he nibbled at her legs with his teeth. As he climbed, he pushed her legs further apart until his face was mere inches from Molly’s neatly trimmed pubic patch. Smith kissed her thighs passionately, biting her gently as his tongue glided up the inside of her legs. He guided Molly’s legs around his head and over his back and then, finally, turned his attention to the pretty prize he had waited all this time to claim.

Molly’s pubic hair was trimmed in a triangle that climbed about four inches above her vagina, the bottom edge of the triangle disappearing between her thighs. Smith leaned in and kissed the half-inch thick mound of hair and let Molly’s soft musk play in his nostrils. Had Smith not known she had two kids, he would not have believed it from the look of Molly’s vagina. The soft pink lips were tucked smartly into the labia and the mound itself bore little evidence of two decades of an active sex life. This woman obviously took care of herself, and Smith’s arousal reached another level as he studied her sex. Smith looked up into Molly’s face and blew a kiss. Then he lowered his face to her crotch and slid his tongue inside her.
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