Pandora's Promise Ch. 03
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She stood in front of me, rubbing her wrists to promote the circulation again. The circulation in her cock, she left to me.
Her erection was hot and urgent. I took it in my mouth and while I could still make out the briny after-taste of Lita's semen, I buried myself on Pandora's pre-cum dripping hard-on.
Like her friend, Pandora was soon surging to a relief-awarding orgasm, her spunk far less copious than Lita's but no less tasty, as she grabbed my head and pressed it into her groin when she felt the seminal surge flowing through her shaft.
The rest of the week-end passed in a lovely lazy blur of fucking, sucking and paddling – the paddling by me and Lita on Pandora's ever-obedient ass.
On Sunday evening, a thoroughly-satiated 19-year-old kissed me good-bye and pressed a card into my hand, which I slipped into the front of my thong, before stepping back and letting Lita say good-bye to Pandora.
The weeks went by, Pandora and I enjoyed a hugely erotic affair, mostly at week-ends which saw the lovely blonde able to escape Dave's camera crews.
One week-end, Pandora announced she was off to Dubai for a month. Some oil-rich Arab sheikh had seen her in one of Dave's movies and had made an offer she couldn't refuse. He, it appeared, was "curious".
I was, of course, sorry to see her go. But I still had Lita's calling card upstairs in the drawer of my bedside table, so I'd be able to occupy myself in the meantime.
After a week-end of passion, heightened by the fact that Pandora was due off to Dubai on Monday, I called a cab for her early on Sunday evening, so she could pack for her Arab adventure.
The cab rolled into the forecourt and the cabbie put her overnight bag in the trunk.
I kissed her on her lush red mouth and whispered in her ear: "Now, be back here in a month. Promise?"
"I promise," Pandora promised.
I never saw her again.
THE END
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Keywords: 03, Promise, Ch., Pandora's,