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First, I needed to get a good look at the body that’d been driving me mad from the second I’d laid eyes on her. I placed my hands on her hips, feeling her soft curves through the fabric. Next, I pushed her back gently, taking her lips from mine. She regarded me with an expression of playful curiosity, as if she couldn’t wait to find out what I was going to do next.

I turned her around, taking the zipper of her dress between my fingers and pulling it down, exposing the flawless expanse of her back and the strap of the black bra she had on underneath. It wasn’t long before I reached her waist, the zipper stopping right at the hint of her matching lace thong.

Staying true to not standing around and waiting for me to make the moves, Georgia reached up and took hold of the shoulder straps of her dress, peeling them down all the way to her waist. I finished the job, pulling the dress down over her perfect, round ass, grabbing handfuls of it as I kissed the back of her neck and allowed the dress to fall to the floor.

Georgia moaned as I kissed and caressed her, sticking her ass out and signaling with her body that she appreciated my attention.

“You know, I wouldn’t have guessed that you were an ass man.”

I chuckled, sliding my hands up her curves. “Beauty is beauty,” I said. “And you have it in abundance. There’s not one bit of you that I’m not going to enjoy.”

She turned back to me and bit down on her lower lip, stepping closer until my hardness pressed against her middle.

“Is that right? And what do you want to enjoy next?”

I glanced down, taking in the sight of her full tits resting in the black lace bra she wore.

“I’ve got some ideas.”

“Don’t keep me waiting too long.”

Georgia reached around behind her, a devilish smile on her plush lips as she unhooked the clasp of her bra. She did it slowly, and I could sense that she was taking a bit of pleasure in making me wait to see what I so desperately wanted.

The clasp soon came loose, and she slowly moved her fingertips under the straps. If she was trying to ratchet up the anticipation, her plan was most definitely working—by the time she pulled her bra down enough to hint at the pink nipples hidden underneath, I felt like a wild animal barely in control of myself.

She grinned seductively as she slipped the bra down under her breasts. Just as I’d expected, her tits were perfect, round and full, her pink nipples practically crying out to be kissed.

That’s just what I did, leaning in and scooping her breasts into my hands, sucking and licking her nipples as she sighed with pleasure. Once more, she ran her hands into my hair and held me in place, silently telling me that I wasn’t going to stop until she wanted me to.

I grabbed onto one of her thick thighs as I kissed her, moving my hand up until I was between her legs, close enough that I could feel the heat from her pussy. There was no doubt in my mind that she was as turned-on as I was, just as desperate for what we both knew was coming.

I took my lips from her breasts and stood straight. I brought my fingertips to her pussy, teasing through the soaked fabric of her panties. She gasped as I touched her, closing her eyes and parting her lips. I dragged my fingers along the outlines of her folds, her body shaking slightly from the pleasure.

“When I told you there wasn’t a bit of you that would go without my attention, I meant it.”

“God, yes. Keep touching me like that.”

Georgia definitely was not shy about expressing what she wanted. American women really weredifferent.

I couldn’t resist teasing her more, pressing onto her clit through her panties, making slow circles as I did so. She pulled an “ah…ah…” into her mouth, her hands on my shoulders for support. She gripped me tightly, digging her fingernails into my muscles. I had to admit, I was having fun teasing her. Part of me wanted to bring her to orgasm right there on the spot.

What I wanted more, however, was to taste her.

I put my hands on her hips once more, and lifted her off the ground, a squeal of surprise sounding from her. Georgia wrapped her legs around my waist, her tits pressed against my chest. I carried her over to one of the big, plush chairs in the room, setting her gently down onto it. Once she was settled, I knelt, then reached up and took her panties by the waistband, pulling them down over her thighs, giving myself a perfect view of her gorgeous pussy, her lips glistening with arousal, a patch of blonde curls above.

I tossed her panties aside, spread her legs and began covering her inner thighs with kisses. Her skin tasted so damn good, and I could only imagine how delicious her pussy would be. I moved in closer, kissing her lips, sticking my tongue out just a bit to move between them. She gasped as I waited on the brink of licking her, and as her fingers worked their way into my hair once more, I knew that the teasing was about to stop on her terms.

“You’re going to make me lose my mind if you keep doing that,” she said between moans. “I can’t take it.”

I chuckled, glancing up to watch as Georgia moved her other hand over her breasts, her mouth open in a wide “O” of pleasure.

As much as I wanted to draw out the fun, I couldn’t resist moving it along. I took my hands from her thighs, opening her lips and exposing the glistening pink wetness. I set my eyes on her clit, moving in and licking it slowly, pressing the flat part of my tongue against it and dragging up, letting her feel every sensation of my mouth on her.

She moaned, squirming to the side. I repeated it, licking her again and again, reaching up to take one of her breasts into my hand, teasing her lovely nipple until I felt it go hard against my touch.

She tasted divine, just as I’d expected. Her dewy sweetness was greater than any summer fruit, her pussy as delicious as honey.

She squirmed and writhed, her hips undulating in a way that somehow managed to make my cock even harder.