Chatroulette Beaches - It's so cold and horny.

I have to go to the bathroom. I start to rub myself, when I hear you knock. "Chatroulette Beaches, what are you doing?" you ask. "Stopping at nothing to keep my thoughts from you. Why, I think you should come over here and lick me, right away." "Right away?" I almost laugh, but you put a gentle hand on my shoulder. I quickly put my face in your hands, and lower it to the floor. Your lips glaze coldly over mine, your hard cock barely out of my coat. I can sense you're smiling at me. I slowly, carefully lick the warm, wet back of my neck. Then I bend down and lick the tip of my ear. I run my tongue over the lobe, gently grazing the bud. I hear a slight, teasing exchange, and then your quick thrusts are clear and loud. You get a glimpse of my lips when your smooth, hard thrusts stop and a moan escapes me. After another mouthful of yours, I feel you pull out. I catch my breath for a moment, and then rush back into my reverie.

"Pick something, Chatroulette Beaches. I want you to suck my cock", you command. I immediately start to lick the head, the tips of his and my favorite's, the one I just bit so hard that it burns. You grip my head, rubbing your shaft against me. You take a moment to let me catch my breath. When you turn my head back toward you, my neck and hand are literally in your face. I can feel you breathing on me. Your neck muscles are tense and relaxed. There's no need for you to lick my neck. All the way down my neck to my shoulder blades. You must smell my sex on me. I can hardly see, and yet I feel your breath against my cheek and the inside of my head. I kiss you. Sweetly. I almost can't breath.

Almost. You almost touch my face. Your mouth begins to caress my neck, lifting my hair slightly off of my shoulder. You almost lick my ear. You whisper, "I love you, Chatroulette Beaches." You're whispering my name down to me, like a warm breeze through a warm open window. I let you. Your tongue eagerly laps at my neck. You softly kiss my ear. You whisper, "I love you, Chatroulette Beaches." More and more your kisses and wet tongue are concentrated on my earlobe, as you sink your teeth deeply into it. I moan softly, and you sense it. Your mouth soon rises to mine, thrusting out the corners of your mouth. Your tongue begins to my throat, and you flick it against my ear. I can feel your breath around the tip of my neck. You raise yourself up, I feel the soft, almost cold metal presses against my skin. You bite hard into my neck, and I feel your hot breath on my exposed throat..