The Reneè saga continues
Lori's nighttime visit
There's a knock at the door one night it's Lori at the door, I tell her Reneè's out, but she said it's him she's looking for
She was in a long mack, Ron invited her to come inside, he turned around to see her coat was opened wide
She was wearing soft Red lace, stockings and high heels, Ron's heart began to pound, she knew just how he feels
Red lace was his major kink, it's the one thing he can't resist, if he had to choose his favourite things, Red lace would top the list
She explains she wanted one night alone, a night where she didn't have to share, Ron asked about Reneè, Lori Said Reneè didn't care
She said that's why she'd gone out tonight, to make sure he was all alone, she showed him the arrangements, she had the messages on her phone
Ron moved in closer, he slipped her coat on to the floor, he kissed her roughly, he called her a dirty whore
Soon they were in the throws of passion, he fingered her through the lace, she pushed him on the bed and climbed onto his face
She loved all the attention, her juices soaked his face, Ron drank every drop, as he tongued her cunt at pace
Then she moved around, she slid his shaft in hard and deep, Ron began to fuck her hard, towards orgasm they both did creep
Claw marks on his chest, balanced out by bite marks on her thigh, a night filled with kinky sex, they shared a sexual high
The moment she cum, within a few thrusts Ron had done the same, Lori pulled her coat on and said she can't remain
With that she turned away, she headed out the door, all that left were dirty sheets and Red lace panties on the floor
THE KINKY POET