Free Karaoke at the Tumbleweed by Carol Lynne

but you’ve got to get up and brush your teeth.”
    Tag started laughing. “Here I am trying to make love to my girl and she tells me my breath stinks.”
    “Good hygiene is an important part of making a successful relationship,” she said with a grin.
     

     
    Nicole closed the shops early the next day. It was her big day and she wanted to get started on it. Her first stop was to crawl back in bed with Tag. They’d opted to go back to her place the previous evening so she could get up early and open the store. Well, that and the fact there were no condoms at the Barrett house.
    Sliding under the covers, Nicole’s hands began to roam Tag’s beautifully sculpted body. He was definitely the man of her dreams in every way. She palmed his heavy sac and smiled as Tag moaned.
    “Morning, angel,” he mumbled.
    “Morning? Heck, it’s almost nine. You always lay in bed all day?”
    Tag opened one eye and looked at her. “Depends on who’s laying in bed with me.”
    “Better only be me,” Nicole said, gripping his testicles a little tighter.
    “Only you.” She released her grip and Tag sighed. “What time do we need to head to Louisville?”
    Nicole straddled his lap and reached for the box of condoms. “Around two, but I need to practice for an hour or so before we leave.” She extracted a foil packet and opened it. “Whatever shall we do until then?”
    “I’ve got a couple of ideas,” Tag said, clenching his teeth as Nicole rolled the condom down his shaft.
    Before she could impale herself, Tag flipped them. Rising over her, he shook his head. “I want to taste you first.”
    “I’m sure I taste the same as I did last night, but if you really need a snack who am I to deny you.” Nicole spread out and let Tag’s mouth wandered over her skin. He laved her breasts with slow and deliberate movements, taking the time to pay homage to each nipple before moving down her torso.
    When Tag loved her like this, all her self-confessed body flaws disappeared. Moving down, Tag applied pressure to her inner thighs in a silent plea. Happily spreading for him, Nicole moaned at the sheer bliss his tongue created as it travelled. “Ooh,” she sighed as he sucked on her clit. A finger was soon introduced to her pussy as he thrust inside.
    Nicole bucked up against his face as Tag released her clit. Burying her hands in his long hair, she held his head against her pussy. “Please,” she begged.
    Humming, Tag’s tongue found its way into her depths to lap at the creamy juices his loving had produced. She could feel the rasp of his five o’clock shadow as he tasted her. Nicole ran her fingers through his hair. God she loved his hair.
    Slowly, he worked his way back up her body and kissed her. “You ready for me, angel?”
    “Always,” she whispered, tasting herself on his tongue. With one smooth thrust, Tag was buried to the hilt. Nicole wrapped her legs around him as he began grinding against her pelvis.
    “I’ll never get enough of you.”
    She cried his name as he began to piston in and out of her. Nicole wasn’t sure where this incredible relationship would take them, but she’d be happy as long as they were together.
    Holding on to Tag’s back, Nicole felt the flex of muscles under her hands as he seemed to work himself into a frenzy. “Not enough,” he panted and repositioned her legs over his shoulders. The new position opened her even more as he ploughed into her depths with lightning speed.
    Nicole’s head moved closer to the wall with every thrust. As good as Tag felt, she wanted him stretching her even more. “In my ass,” she moaned. She hoped like hell she didn’t sound like a slut, but the thought of Tag taking her from behind nearly set her off.
    Nicole opened her eyes to see Tag staring down at her. “You sure?”
    “God yes.”
    Before Tag pulled out he reached down and spread some of her cream over her tightly puckered hole. His movements were slow and sure as he began preparing her to