"Perhaps because Bethsheba was married, in the Bible you know, and in love with someone else, David. She let her husband go and be killed so she and her lover could be together. Also, I saw the movie and I thought Susan Hayward was beautiful in it. And I think you are beautiful. And I see a wedding ring on your hand so I know you're married. To me, you are Bethsheba, or Beth for just the two of us."
Barbie felt drawn so close to this young man with the long, golden hair that fell like a shimmering waterfall over his tanned shoulders. When he said "for just the two of us", it was as if he had closed the rest of the world away from them. It was just the two of them and she simmered in the warmth of his closeness. The world was apart from them as they alone were all that mattered. Neither of them said a word to each other, they just got up and Johnny Blue followed Beth up to her apartment.
She turned to him and as if eternity had it planned, she fell into his warm arms and took his succulent tongue into her mouth. Her young body melted against his and they were as one in thought, motion, and desires. Johnny Blue picked her warm, sun-baked body up in his deeply tanned arms and he carried her tenderly into the bedroom and placed her softly onto her bed. He was beside her with the smoothness and grace of a cat. She felt her body enclrcled by his loving, young, strong arms as he gently kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her eyelashes. She warmed to Johnny Blue and offered no resistance to her blond, young lover. She adored the way his arms held her to his softly heaving chest. His hands caressed her body tenderly. He made no effort to remove her fiery bikini or his own stringer. She felt his hard, young, strong cock press against her pussy. Her womanly juices started to flow down her love tube. Her clit fluttered with desire and her blonde twat gurgled with craving for this young man from nowhere. Her arms encircled his deeply tanned shoulders as he nibbled on her soft neck. Her flesh rippled with prickles of desire and slow mounting lust.
His sparkling, blue eyes looked gently into her dark, passionate eyes, and the glaze of desire was there. She knew. He knew. No words were spoken.
Bethsheba sat up on her white bed which had become her cloud above all earthy beings and things. She reached around to release her bikini top and slowly, deliberately, as if undressing for a king, dropped her bra to the floor. Gently she lay back down on the billow of whiteness and wiggled out of her flaming bikini panties and dropped them to the floor. She shed all of her flaming, hellish red for her position on the white cloud with her young king. Gently, she touched his body and removed his stringer and fell on her face in his blond crotch, worshipping his body, his lovely, crowned cock. She kissed up and down his throbbing, whity skin, the only part of him that was not deeply tanned.
She felt his strong, yet gentle hand, on her dark hair, trickling through it as she worshipped him. Her open mouth nipped to the tip of his cockhead. Her soft lips kissed his pee hole before she opened her warm, moist mouth and took in his sweet cockhead. Her warm spittle coated his cockhead and she felt the heavenly desire pulse through his strong, sturdy cock as she inched her flushed face down, down, down on his beating, throbbing cock. She hunched her slim body over his and straddled his tanned, heaving chest. Her mouth went down, down to his soft skinned testicles, where she breathed in the sweet aroma of his delectable crotch. She felt his delicious cock press at the back of her mouth, poke at her throat, and she knew she had to have his kingly cock deep inside her. Her emotions mounted to the heights of heaven as she swallowed his delicious cock into her throat! She felt his heavy pulses, his throbs, his beats as his cock, like him, longed to be free… free of the building load of cum that bloated his balls to near explosion. She was filled with heavenly desire to please, to make him happy, to do whatever this Johnny Blue wanted. She bobbed her dark head up and down on his rigid, stiff cock, slowly at first, careful to lather his throbber with all the saliva she could. She loved being full of his beating prick. She felt his swollen cockhead slip down her runged throat. She was breathless at the heavy throbs of cock that resounded through her head. She thrilled at the stiff cock as it slid up and down her throat as she bobbed her head, lathering the red-hot cock with her saliva. She baked his super-hard cock in her hot, heavy spit and bobbed her head on his stiff whang faster and faster as her excitement grew. She felt the lovely movements of his pelvis as she mouthed his torridly beating cock. Her nose was buried in his seething testicles as she sank his cock all the way down her throat. She smelled the sweet musk of his soft skinned testicles and her head reeled in delicious happiness. His curly, silky pubic hair felt so gloriously soft against her flushed face. Her warm, loving hands cupped his balls and held them gently as she massaged softly. She adored the way he swung his pelvis to meet her gulping, swallowing. She sighed with love as she retracted his delicious prick from her throat and lathered the rigid, blood-gorged, throbbing cock with her wet, hot kisses. She nibbled up and down his gorgeous stem and nipped at his hot, steaming cockhead. She pressed his love organ to her feverish face and moaned her delight before sucking in his cock again. She gulped his hot shaft to the back of her spitty mouth and swallowed and bobbed up and down on his luscious cock, loving it, eating it, devouring his beating, pounding cock! Her nose was against his hot balls and then up at the end of his rugged cockhead and then she plunged back down on his stiff shaft.
She felt her lover's warm hands encircle her ass and pull her dark, sultry pussy down, down, down to his warm, loving, moist mouth. She trembled and her thighs quivered as her slit opened to his tongue. She bobbed more furiously on his love cock as she felt his hot, moist tongue slip into her craving, hungry slit! How wonderful! She quaked with desire as she felt his darting tongue flick across her flickering clit and circle her weeping vaginal opening. His tongue felt like dancing fire as it darted around her hot box and plunged in! She felt like collapsing in glory at the deliciousness of his heated tongue as it wiggled and touched every nerve ending as her vaginal walls squeezed on his tongue. She melted with passionate desire for her Johnny Blue as she spread her legs farther apart to sink his tongue farther into her simmering, weeping twat. Her skin prickled with lust for his cock at the touch of his digging, flicking, darting tongue. Her hips rotated wide, passionate circles as his tongue licked all sides of her vagina and into the soft, silky folds of her labia. Her excited, dark beaver heaved and sighed, spasmed and relaxed at his darting tongue movements. She was speckled with dots of perspiration as she continued to bob, frantically now, up and down, up and down on his glorious cock. Her face melted against his golden glow of pubic hair that was damp from her heavy saliva and sweat.
She tasted the first of his cum! Her heart pounded wildly! Her muscles tightened frantically! Her nerves were aglow with love, fire, passion and love for his coming orgasm. She loved the first droplets of his cum as she flicked her tongue across his vibrating, shaking cockhead. She sucked in his pounding, throbbing cock and sank it deeply into her throat and felt the gush of his warm, soothing fluids. She quickly withdrew his cock to get part of his beautiful cum in her mouth, to taste, to swallow, to relish! She thrilled at the goodness, the luscious taste, the thick cream, the delicious, salty cum! She swallowed down his shooting flood of hot, lovely cum and licked her lips between heavenly tastes. Her feverish face burrowed into his golden crotch and she ate hungrily as her passions soared to unbelievable heights! She pressed her hot face to his soft, soggy balls and wallowed in the warmth of his damp, sweet crotch.