The Love Of Money - Episode 261
16-08-25 (18:24)
Still grinning down at me, she reached for the ribbon at
her waist and tugged on one of the loose ends. The
gauzy robe fell open, revealing what I'd already seen
beneath it; she dropped her shoulders as she turned her
head to the side, giving me a lovely view of her neck
and chest as the robe slipped from her arms and
dropped to her wrists. One side slid free while the other
caught on the glass bottle in her grasp.
She switched hands so the filmy material fell to the
floor, forgotten as she stood before me with her
beautiful figure on full display for me.
"Is this my other surprise?" I asked.
She gave me a small, mysterious smile and shook her
head, then climbed into my lap so that she was
straddling me. Pressing her lips to the mouth of the
bottle, Danni tipped it back and took a long draught, her
ivory throat rippling with every swallow. It was a
beautiful, flawless work of art made even more white
and pure when contrasted against the raven hair falling
down one side.
Dropping her arm and the bottle next to me on the
couch, Danielle looked down at me, her eyes clouded
with desire and her cheeks slightly bulging with what I
guessed was a mouthful of alcohol. Then she learned
forward and pressed her lips against mine, wrapping
her fingers around my jaw to hold it in place as she
opened her mouth and let its contents drip into mine.
I drank it all, swallowing it in two gulps as her tongue
invaded my mouth once more, sweeping across my
tongue and exploring every inch available to her. The
grip on my jaw was firm, and the kiss deepened.
Droplets of champagne spilled from my lips, and I could
feel them running down my chin as she pulled away.
Danni must have noticed them because she leaned
forward, extended her tongue, and ran the flat of it up
my chin, collecting all the droplets before they could fall.
Once she collected all the wayward champagne, she
pulled back just enough to look me in the eye. "Ruin it,"
she whispered. "Rip it open."
Needing no encouragement, I grabbed the gauzy fabric
covering her small breasts and gave it one firm tug. It
ripped almost as if it were made of paper mache,
separating and exposing Danielle's chest and most of
her abdomen. Her lingerie hung off her shoulders like
tinsel hanging off a Christmas tree.
Champagne still in hand, Danni turned her head to the
side, the tendons in her neck straining as she stretched
her arms above her head, lifting her hair in one hand as
the champagne bottle hung in the air. The act left her
chest fully exposed, her breasts hung high. Her pretty
pink nipples were subtly darker than her fair
complexion, and it was hard to distinguish where' her
skin ended and areola began. Her nipples were already
as hard as diamonds. The woman in my lap was a
goddess.
Green bottle held high, Danni tipped it, and champagne
spilled from the mouth, catching light and sparkling as it
cascaded over her. She leaned back as the alcohol
splashed over her chest, neck, and breasts; champagne
dribbled off her and dropped to the floor, on the couch...
my lap. However, little pools of it collected in the curves
of her body the hollow of her throat as she lay back,
her belly button... between her breasts. Beads of it ran
down her perfect ivory skin as she lay back, supported
by my hand wrapped around her waist.
Someone had been taking lessons from the dancers.
Accepting the invitation, I leaned forward and dipped
my tongue in my lover's belly button, lapping the
champagne up with one swipe of my tongue. Then I
painted a trail up her torso-across her ribs and up
between her breasts, which was about as far as I could
go in our position. I had plenty to work with, though.
I lapped at the small pool gathered between her
modest breasts, licking her champagne-flavored nipples
before suckling on the hard little nubs of crinkled flesh
and gaining a moan from Danni. Her arms wrapped
around my neck and the back of my head as she pulled
me into her breast, encouraging me to take as much of
her small mound between my lips as possible. After a
few minutes, I switched to the other one, rewarded
with more sounds from my raven-haired beauty.
As I straightened, I pulled her out of her complicated
dancer's pose until she sat straight in my lap, doing my
best to capture the little pool of champagne before it
slipped free from the hollow of her throat. I lapped at
her neck, running my tongue up the alabaster tower
and tasting more alcohol.
Danni pulled back and placed the champagne bottle to
my lips, pouring more between them. I held the cool
liquid there as I watched her slip off my lap and slide to
the floor between my knees. The bottle disappeared
from her hands, left on the floor as she reached up,
grabbed two handfuls of my hair, and pulled me down
for a fierce kiss. Her mouth opened to accept the drink
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