Chapter 11
Gwen's words, together with the expression of intense delight in her deep blue eyes, sent shudders of mounting anticipation glowing all through Henri's aroused body. His balls were on tingling fire, his prick, huge and robust, cleaved the air above his legs; he simply had to get it inside her-now-or he would explode!
Gwen moved slightly in her seat, and this was all the fervent French-Canadian required by way of encouragement.
'Aaaaahhhh!" was all he could say, as he lunged. His strong arms, trained and kept fit by rigorous exercises, reached out and grasped the slender young blonde around the waist ... and in another moment, Laguele had flung her to the floor and thrown himself manfully on top of her nubile form, his mouth, hands and cock rubbing her everywhere.
"Ummmm," murmured Gwen appreciatively, on fire with her own desires, as his fingers deftly cupped her ripe tits, and playfully hobbled the stiff, hard nipples back and forth.
Her hands too, reached out, and lovingly and skillfully bounced and fondled his titillated balls-and Henri Lageule writhed and moaned in mounting urgency at her touch. Her wonderful fingers, juggling his nuts, sent shudders and shivers of indescribable pleasure tingling up to the stiff hard ramrod of his cock.
"Auuugghhh!" he cried again, in growing frenzy, as his hands grasped her breasts more tightly, and his mouth went down hard on her flat and luscious belly. He swirled his tongue into the delicate folds of her navel, secretly admiring its shape, so much more symmetrical than that of his girlfriend, Jeanine-and then his lips pressed harder and harder into her lush flesh, as his head moved down to between her legs.
Gwen had taken one hand away from his balls to clutch at his head now, as she wiggled on her buttocks with hot, juicy female excitement.
"Yes, Yes!" she was gasping, as her legs parted sweetly and invitingly.
Her cunt was marvelous, incredibly beautiful, thought lageule to himself, as his eyes drank in it's splendors. Then his lips followed the trail blazed by eyes and hands, and in another moment he was probing with his hot tongue deeply and fondly into the welling heat of her pussy.
Gwen squirmed and wiggled in renewed frenzy, as his lips fastened on the sweetly-enlarged lips of her box, and his tongue crept through the ridge of warm, pungent woman-flesh to find the tingling knob of her twat. His tongue circled enticingly around the stiff upright of her twat, sending mounting waves of ecstasy reverberating all through Gwen's ripe, aroused body.
She was sobbing and gasping in frantic shudders now, as his tongue fiddled with her clit, and then slowly and grace-fully moved down to the deep throbbing hole of her cunt.
"Ah! Yes, Please! Suck!" cried the blonde, swept away by her rolling waves of passion, "SUCK!"
Henri Lageule sucked. He sucked thoroughly, greedily, avariciously, at her hot fluids, his mouth lapping at her as if he couldn't get enough of her feminine essences. She squirmed, and clutched at his head with her knees, while her soft hands roamed frantically all over his form, hard body.
Suddenly, Gwen lurched in a series of mind-boggling, nerve-twitching spasms; her fluids seeping out copiously, her cried mounting in fury, and she was climaxing in a spasmodic fit of rapture.
"Aaaauuuuhhh! Aaaauuuuhhh!" the incoherent feminine cries of passion resounded throughout the room.
Lageule, watching her, feeling her, tasting her, found his own desire aroused to incredible, unbelievable heights-furiously, passionately, his tongue worked in her snatch, giving and taking the utmost of pleasure. And then, his ardor fired beyond belief, Lageule suddenly found himself shuddering in the heaving spasms of his own climax; he felt his body stiffening, his dick tightening unbearably, his balls tingling; he heard himself screaming and groaning-and then he launched a multitude of milky aminunculi into Gwen's hot cunt.
"AAAAAUUUUUHHH! SAPRISTI! MON DIEU!" cried the vigorous French-Canadian at his moment of ecs-tasy, as he spurted his hot come into her box. "Ahhhhh! Celeste d'amour!" The finale was a long-drawn sigh of contented satisfaction.