Lynzi Z

Catch me if you can, tbh, pretty easy on today's showing.

Park run or a run round a park?

Oh what a busy week.

Before yoga.

What's up? All you can see.

What do you think?

Same old problem, seam straightener required.

Always adventurous, trying a new brand of nylons today.

That may well be true but probably quite messy.

Perhaps the boots might need to go back in their box.

It won't be long before it's too warm for tights and then the bare legged days of summer. For now though, tights are still a warming option.

The boots might have to go in the loft this weekend.

Sea swim, looks pretty flat.

Life👅

...life👅

Sandra has delivered her expertly made doppio espresso, we've put the world to rights and now it's time for some serious endeavour.

It's a good job that up skirting myself isn't an offence.

Now where was I?

Ready for Friday and a semblance of normality.

My story is done, inspired by your posts.

This is today's yoga prelude.

All my yesterday's

Finally she shrieked loudly as a juddering ripple exploded from her clitoris and spread tremors over her body. Sandra and Wendy maintained their ministrations bringing her to recurrent pinnacles of ecstasy before it became too much and she slumped between them. The three of them lay there, spent.

Sandra and Wendy created an irresistible simple harmonic motion of first one another entering and lapping around her delighted orifices. As she tipped into losing control, Lynzi moaned loudly her hands tousling the hair of her lovers. She stood on tiptoes, clenched her buttocks as her orgasm built.

Sandra opened Lynzi further, tongue tip pressuring the hard pulsating bud of her stimulated clitoris. Lynzi's involuntary reactions oscillated between the joy of exploration and a desire to orgasm. Wendy worked his tongue hard, licking, kissing, thrusting slurping surges between her parted cheeks.

There's nothing like after a hard day, having a hard evening.

Looking forward to my double espresso and a chat with Sandra. Long day of meetings ahead.

He worked his way free and stood with them, their tongue flicking between each other's mouths. Sandra knelt and began to taste the remnants of his cum from between Lynzi's legs, teasingly approaching her open labia. Her touch drove Lynzi wild with lust. Now he knelt behind pulling at her plug.

Lynzi stopped her gyrations, frustrated by his softness and difficulty in pressing his pelvic bone against her. He breathed more slowly as his wave of pleasure subsided.
Sandra and Lyzni were once more kissing, their messed folds glistening in his eye line. Lynzi's inner thighs coated in his cum.

Took a while to get warmed up last evening, I found a way.