Her touch was electric.Her touch was electric. She undid his fly, reaching in to find his rigid meat. His hands went to her creamy breasts; kneading needing. Their clothes slid away and they were naked. She bent over and surrounded his cock with her mouth. Adam had never had it like this - slick and liquid, drawing him up, squeezing him out. She straightened up and kissed him deeply; he thought he could taste himself on her tongue. She whispered, "Go ahead and get into bed." She left Adam alone in the darkened room. He reached for the edge of the bed. Pulling back the heavy covers, he climbed in. He thought he kicked a pillow or something among the sheets, but when he turned over there was nothing there. When Lilith returned she had put on some exotic scent. Rain pelted against the house; somewhere in the distance Adam could hear a screech owl. Unike anything he'd ever known; it made him think of African jungles. When he began to eat her, it was like plugging into a light socket. She grabbed his hair with both hands, pulling at him as she writhed and twisted. His mouth and nose buried in the center of her, he could barely breathe. Lilith arched her back in orgasm just in time; he was becoming exhausted. Moving up her body, he brushed his now somewhat softened prick over her wiry fleece, her wonderful supple belly, then back and forth across her breasts. |