Her bodyguard

“A one time thing Lord I hope not”

*I whimper in pleasure at your words, then cry out as your mouth encircles my hard nipple. My fingers dig deep into your hair, holding your mouth to my breast. I gasp and buck my hips so slightly as you continue to suckle*

"Please don't stop, Tom. It feels so good ... better than anything I've ever felt before."
 
I kiss the puckered nipple and lips on the move I trace kiss so light they barely touch Marilyn’s flesh., pausing at her naval my tongue rings it , I draw my breath in through puckered lips, the cool air stream glides across the moist skin.

Lower still the kisses travel, thumbs in the waist band of Marilyn’s cotton panties, they slide down over the swell of her hips , Marilyn’s downy fleece and “Venous mount now in view as my kisses follow her panties as they descends down her alabaster legs.
 
*I shiver slightly, purring ever-so-softly, spreading my legs just slightly*

"Ohhhh yessss Tom, it's been so long since anyone's kissed me like that. Please don't stop."

*I step back and sit back on the bed, spreading my legs wider and revealing my pussy to you*

*I ask in a breathless voice, my skin flushed* "Am I how you imagined?"
 
Marilyn is on the bed open to me and my face bends to her golden fleece. My tongue taking possession of her long sensual licks of her delicate pink folds. Then her clit captured from its hooded hiding place to be lick, suckled, and nibbled.

"Am I how you imagined?"


“No dear much better. Much sweeter.”

now two fingers knitted together Slide with in Marilyn’s vagina to find that sweet spot to flutter over it, excite it and bring waves of pleasure to her.
 
"No dear much better. Much sweeter."

As his tongue takes possession of my clit and his finger slide into me, I cry out from the pleasure of it. One hand moves up to grip the headboard while the other reaches down and grasps his hair. My back arches and I buck my hips ever so slightly, feeling the pleasure and pressure of his fingers and mouth. I beg for him to not stop, writhing gently on the bed. It's been so long since anyone's made love to me this way, I'm afraid I might orgasm too soon and he'll stop. I desperately try to hang on to a shred of sanity as he continues his magic on my aching, wet pussy*
 
Marilyn’s sweet nectar bathes my face, my tongue greedily lapping it up, I revel in its sweet taste. My mouth and fingers diving her to the edge of ecstasy and then over it to an abyss of pleasures as wave after wave hits her and racks her lithe body.

Now kisses work bake up to tease Marilyn’s nipples, the hollow of her neck an earlobe suckled.
Our lips meet in passion as I Join her on the bed.

I embrace her. Roll her astride me and smile up at her.
 
*I quiver as I sit astride him, looking down at him, my nipples hard from his caresses, my pussy tender from his loving. I slowly slide down onto his manhood, taking him deep within me, whimpering as he fills me. My hair is bed-tumbled around my face as I watch his face*

"Does this feel good to you, Tom?"
 
As Marilyn slips on to me her sweet pussy embracing my manhood as she descends away arches up on her knees then down again to slowly devour me with those soft rose pedal lips, till we are hip to hip and thigh to thigh.

UMmmmmmm is the only reply I can make . It is low guttural growl more than a spoken sound. My hands are on her trim waist to steady her. Slowly they work up Marilyn’s torso to capture her breasts. I message those twin mounds of perfection as she slowly rock back and forth. Her Hair tumbled and oh so sexy the look in her eyes. Time stands still and we begin the dance of love.
 
*gasps softly, arching my back, gripping Tom's shoulders and watching his face as I take him into me over and over again. I nearly come undone with the pleasure of him buried so deeply inside me. I scream out for more from him, begging him to give me me more of him*
 
I clench my buttocks, and thrust into Marilyn as she descends on me. My hands tantalize her and drive her over the edge in to a world of pleasure is she is engulfed in the first violent wave of her climax..
 
*leans over Tom's face, my breasts right there for him to enjoy as my body writhes with the pleasure of my climax. I scream out as it rockets through me, moving my body completely. The feeling of that spurns me on, pushing me further*
 
Our love making goes on through half the night till at last we are spent and sleep in each other’s arms.
 
*wakes up to a cool breeze caressing my naked back, my head resting on Tom's chest. I look at his face and smile lightly, running a hand gently over his cheek*
 
*stretches against you, my body brushing against yours as I yawn and giggle slightly, then slide from the bed and pull on my pants and shirt, palming my bra* I have a costume fitting at the studio later today. You'll need to accompany me.
 
A shower, save and dressed. a quick bite and we re on our way to the studio for Marilyn's fitting
 
*stands in the dressing room on a pedestal, feeling the pink dress being pulled tightly against my skin. I watch you from across the room, wondering what you think of it. I turn and look in the mirror, licking my lips*

"What do we think?"

*there's a loud banging against the door and I turn quickly, ripping the dress. A man barges into the room, heading towards me*
 
there is a crash as the door violently swing open the seamstress screams as a young athletic man barges in, he looks like Joe college the all American boy except for the 45 cal. Automatic in his hand. I step in the line of fire shielding Marilyn and the seamstress with my body as his gun barks, my 38 cal special is in hand., a searing pain in my chest, it feels like I have been kicked by a mule., it is hard to concentrate., remotely it hear the sharp of the 38 cal 1, 2, 3 ,4 times. All is going black, It is hard to concentrate, to breath, heaviness in my chest.
Then I slowly slip away the last thing I see is Marilyn bending over me a tear in her eye

I guess it wasn’t much of a life but it was mine
 
*stands over him in the hospital room, watching him sleep. It had been days since the young man had come in, shooting aimlessly around the dressing room. Bullets had flown everywhere, but luckily for me, Tom had been there. Touch and go was what the doctors had told me about whether he'd live or not. All I could do was hope he's survive. I couldn't lose him now that I'd found him. A tear escapes my eye and falls onto his cheek*
 
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