“That was a mighty fine meal,” Longarm said, dropping his napkin onto the table and pushing his chair back. He grinned. “Now for dessert.”
Liz’s brow wrinkled in consternation. “Custis, I didn’t make any dessert.”
He laughed. “Honey, you are the dessert.”
“Well, in that case,” she said, rising from the table and coming into his arms.
“You taste like mashed potatoes an’ gravy,” he mumbled into her mouth moments later.
Liz pulled her face away. “What a terrible thing to say!”
“Darlin’,” he said with a laugh. “I happen t’ like mashed potatoes an’ gravy.”
“Then perhaps you should see what other flavors you can find,” she said.
“Fine by me. Let me look.” He kissed her some more, then suggested, “Think maybe we could move this back to your bedroom so’s I can look closer? An’ in other places?”
“I think we could arrange that.” Liz stepped back and took his hand, leading him back to the bedroom. She lighted a lamp there and turned the wick down to a soft glow. But bright enough that he could see—and admire—her body as the lady stepped out of her dress.
“I think I’m getting ahead of you here,” she said, breaking his concentration on what he was so thoroughly enjoying seeing. Longarm quickly began shedding clothing in an effort to catch up.
They came together then, naked and eager. He could feel his cock pressed between their bellies. Could feel the sharp jut of her hip bones and the softness of her tits against his chest. Could feel the desire in her mouth.
Liz smiled when he picked her up and placed her gently onto the bed. “Fuck me,” she whispered into his mouth.
He kissed his way down. Her mouth. Her throat. Her chest. Each rigid nipple in turn. Lower, across her belly and into the tangled bush. He found the sweet nectar in her pussy and licked the tiny button of her pleasure until Liz cried out in a powerful orgasm.
By then she was clawing at him. Wanting him. Insisting that their bodies be joined.
She twisted around so that they lay with their heads at the foot of the bed, but Liz did not want to wait long enough to change. She groped at his cock. Took it in her fist and pulled him to her. Into her.
Longarm plunged into the wet depths of Elizabeth’s body, immersing himself in her, surrounding himself with her heat.
She was able to accommodate all of him and he thrust deep. He lifted her knees and draped them over his shoulders so her ass was high off the bed. He took hold of her tits and rammed full length into her. He could feel the head of his cock bump into something inside her. For a moment he worried that he might hurt her, but he had gone beyond being able to stop. He thrust deep, over and over and over again. He could feel his sap rising. Could feel the sweet gathering of pressure deep inside his balls.
And then it exploded. His come spewed out into her, and he let out a loud grunt as the pleasure overwhelmed him.
Liz came again at the same moment. She clutched him tight and drummed her heels against the small of his back in an attempt to pull him even deeper.
Finally he went limp. He allowed Liz’s legs to fall away from his shoulders, and she lay exhausted on the bed. Longarm let his weight down onto her, and she hugged him close.
They dropped off to sleep like that.