I was still mesmerized by her beauty when she reached me. Marie reached down, grabbing a hold of my cock, she spoke, "So this is the poetry hangout?"
I was about to answer her, when her lips came in contact to mine. Her tongue escaped her lips then started to part mine. She gave me a sensual kiss while her hand continued to stroke my hard shaft.
I pulled her closer to me, trapping her hand between us, the kiss contiued. Our tongues were inventing a dance number all there own. I was lost in the embrace of this wonderful red head, when I felt another pair of hands grab my hips. It was then I felt a pair of lips start trailing there way across my neck. Maries lips where still locked with mine, so who could those others belong to?

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