It started as far as I can commemorate as you and I meeting at a restaurant on the body of water, I believe it was the Southern Belle but am not plus. You were wearing a bedaze black v neckline dress, that hugged your trunk like nylons, fatal high heels that

accentuated your legs magnificently. As I looked you over from fountainhead to toe, I was stunned at your beauty, the way your pilus slightly parted over one shoulder and how magnificent your cutis glowed in the dim lighting. From the sparkle of your earrings,

to the glint of Heaven in your eyes, from the glamorous necklace to your astonishing curves. I walked up to you grabbed your hand and kissed it hullo, looking into your eyes I wrapped my arms around you and pluck you close holding you for the first time.

Your perfume intoxicating, your warmth exhilarating, the smoothness of your skin mesmerizing, I gently leaned in and kissed your cervix ever so gently, whispering in your ear how amazing you looked, and asked if you were make for dinner. I stepped back as we parted, placed my manus at the small of your backbone, and led you to the threshold, opening the room access, and guiding you inside and onto the gravy holder. The concierge guided us to our seating room, I waited for you to sit, and then took my seat sitting close enough to defend your

script. We enjoyed ignitor and humourous conversation as the evening continued, enjoying our meal, and each others company. We enjoy slight petting, running my hand on your leg and slightly high on your thigh under the table, occasionally leaning over and

whispering in your ear, and kissing your neck. Some time later the boat pulls back in to dock, we finish our meal, and get up to leave. I pull your chair and assist you up, leaning close to you from behind and grabbing you around the waist, holding you close, as I again lean in feeling your body against mine kissing your neck and ear, as we slowly start walking towards the outlet footprint in step.

As we exit the boat, a grab your hired man and we start walking along the pee front along the river talking and enjoying each others ship's company. I am simply amazed at your sweetheart, your spell, and am so very turned on by you. We walk for a spell coming to a

work bench area semi secluded from where we began. We sit down, turning to face each former, you cross your legs as I would expect a lady of your demeanor to do, and I place my arm around your shoulders. We continue talking, laughing and giggling and just

staring at each early, never a thudding silence. There is a slight hesitation in our conversation so I lean in and kiss your lips for the beginning time, ever so gracefully. Immediately as if I had been struck by lightning, the indulgent supple spot of your lips frisson my soul. The kiss becomes more and more passionate, I am slightly nibbling on your lower lip as we kiss, my hand comes up and I grab the back of your neck caressing and massaging, my thumb gently rubbing your cheek as we kiss. Our rim start to share and for the number 1 time I taste the sweet lush juices of your knife. Our hands now freely roaming over each former lost in the passion, the scent of your and my lecherousness, the heating exuding from our bodies as they mingle in the refreshful Nox air, feeling you for the first time as the many times I have dreamed of this chemistry.

As our passion gets deeper and hotter making out in a rig secluded populace positioning, our hands methodically moving over each others torso, my bridge player traveling from your neck opening and cheek, down over your bare shoulders tracing your flesh with mine, feeling the

unfitness of your peel with my hands, covering each column inch, remembering the course and cherishing each bit. I trace down over your elbows down to your articulatio radiocarpea and back up. Feeling and caressing your beautiful physical body, we break our buss for a moment, and I kiss and nybble down to your neck, inhaling your scent, tasting you, feeling you in my grasp. Our bodies panting, feeling each other so very close, my mind going weirdo with inflammation and raw heat. God how you turn me on. I reach the top of your shoulder again, and start up down your back, gripping and squeezing as I travel feeling your physical structure, pulling you tighter and penny-pinching to me. I kiss, poke and bite my way around your neck opening from one side to the other. As I pull you into me, I feel your breasts pressing against my dresser, your nipples hard from the snappy air, and our agitation. My hand traveling now further down your back, gripping and squeezing your rosehip, tracing down over your ramification now. I feel the hem of your dress riding high on your thigh beneath my finger tips, slightly lifting the hem, and feeling your suave thighs, gripping and squeezing your ramification, you slightly part them at my touch. The in high spirits my manus travels up your soft legato leg the more you piece them. I hear you gasp as I continue going further and further up your thigh, you throw your head back as I continue biting and kissing your neck. I kiss my way back up to your lips, and you grab my promontory, throwing your lips on mine,

pressing your lingua into my mouth, my bridge player makes its way back down your thigh towards your knee, and goes back up on the outside of your frock this prison term, running up over your thigh up your waist, and up between your breast, again touching uncovered skin. We are both breathing heavy now, your almost panting as we kiss sensually.

For the first clip finally reaching your beautiful breasts, I grip your right white meat in my hand at offset gently squeezing and rubbing using my pollex to trapse over your erect nipple. Tracing humble circles around your ring of color, feeling your body react to my touch. I

motility across your dresser to the left breast and do the same thing, gripping, rubbing, and squeezing with a bit more gusto than before, starting to lose myself in our lust and cacoethes. My hand reaching the bare skin at the V line in your dress and slipping underneath the boundary, edging my hand closer and closer to your bare breast and erect nipple. column inch by beautiful gut wrenching inch I slowly move towards your bare nipple. My fingers finally reach your erect tit, feeling each bump around your areola before actually touching your nipple itself. I work my fingerbreadth around your mammilla, then taking it between my ovolo and index finger digit gently pinching and twisting your nipple. Continuing to wedge your stallion titty running the ridge of my fingers back and Forth River over your nipple, I move across your thorax to your early. Touching and squeezing, feeling every one bump of your soft ticklish flesh. I again kiss my way down to your neck nibbling for a moment, then continuing down over your collar bone, licking and tracing, tasting and nibbling my way down to your breast, I use my hand and pull the dress over your right boob exposing it to the night air and my waiting mouth. I quickly flick my

tongue over your nipple, then pressing a little harder rubbing a circle around it. I then stick in my sassing over your breast, feeling the high temperature from your skin in my mouth, I start licking and sucking as often of your mammilla and titty that I can fit. Kissing across

your chest, I uncover your other chest and attack it with my lips, pulling and squeezing your nipple with my mouth. While sucking on your knocker, your hands on the back of my head pulling me unaired and tighter. You are no longer just gasping, but now more

feverishly moaning as I ravage your breasts, back and forth from one pap to the other.

With your chest fully exposed, the straps down over your berm sitting high gear on your blazon, I no longer want to bear the top of your dress. I move one of my hands back down your body to your thigh again. The former still assisting me in moving and holding

your bosom where I want it. My hand goes back to your garb hem, lifting slightly and I again caress your bare thigh. Moving further and further up your second joint, massaging as I move closer and closer towards your smooth, bald and very wet. As I move up your thigh, you again start parting them, I can experience the heat radiating from you as I get closer and closer to your honey pot. My bridge player reaches its address and I realize for the first metre that you are not wearing any panties, my fingers feeling first how very wet you are, I can learn your moaning scratch line to increase your consistence slightly jerking to my tinge, with every touch becoming to a greater extent and more sensitive, I gently rub my mitt back and forth over the outside of your labia slowly part and releasing them with the ridge of my digit. As your juices lubricate my fingers from sliding back and forth over them, I finally quit teasing you and conjure into your harder. I part your brim and scope for your clit. Feeling around your labia, moving my finger's breadth up and down you. Feeling through your lips, feeling every ridge, and caressing you. I feel for your clit finding it easily in your excited state, I can experience every throb of your centre beat in your clit. I move my fingers in little traffic circle over your clit, moving my early hand from your breasts back up your thorax, over your collar bone and cervix, stopping at your ear for a present moment, whispering how practically I want you, telling you how turned on I am and how I want you to cum for me. I start increasing the pressure and focal ratio of the circles on your button, nibbling on your ear before your hands grab my head and force your tongue into my mouth, heavily panting and moaning in my lip as you get close and closer to exploding in a gravel sensual climax.

Gripping my head in your hands, squeezing and tugging on my neck as your clapper freeze, your breathing comes in behind voiceless pant, almost completely gasping for air and your eyes closed tightly, your entire body starts shaking, your muscles go stiff as you finally explode into your. Holding your breathing place, completely ineffective to breathe as I continue to cultivate your button, back and forth from one side to the other. I quickly move back down your torso to your breast and train one of your nipples into my mouth and suck, roughly flicking my tongue in rhythm with my finger's breadth on your clit. You again tighten, muscles flinching and locking up your organic structure shaking as you break into another rapid and intimate, this one More intense than the starting time. I slow my fingers as your living pulsing through your body, I slowly put in a finger into your hot lilliputian, it feels so ing tight wrapping around me. I start pushing further interior of you, feeling your sass wrap around my finger, the warmth, the wetness dripping, your lubrication makes sliding my finger in and out of your parsimoniousness, so very easy. I start moving my finger in and out of your, faster and harder, your dead body starting to react again, your hips rocking in time to my digit poke. I continue ing your with my finger's breadth, your wearing apparel now up over your thighs exposing your completely as your rocking gets more than acute. Feeling your beginning to tighten again gripping my finger's breadth like a bench vise, I know your starting to cum again, your physical structure overrefinement, your spasming pulsating as your now 3rd rock-and-roll you. I slowly remove my fingerbreadth from your still pulsating, moving my hand back down your thigh gripping and releasing, as I move my hired man. I cover your breasts with your clothes again, as you bask in your after glow, recovering. As you start coming back down from your heightened sense of euphoria, I kiss you, you break the kiss look into my eyes and tell me you want to palpate my cock, you want me to you, to feel my stopcock penetrating your lips and plunging into your depths.

You reach over, running your men over my encompassing shoulder joint, down my hefty chest, over my tightening abdomen, and onto my thigh. Inching your way closer and closer to my turncock, your hands reach the lifted section in my gasp, feeling my hardness beneath, you gasp at my size of it when fully erect. Rubbing my stopcock through my pants as much as I want to you right here, I suggest that we go back to my theatre so I can properly

you. Standing up, I reach out my hand and help you up, I pull you into my weaponry holding you close, we again kiss, our lips touching, my hands roaming over your spinal column and shoulder joint, we part after a bit of time from kissing, walking towards the way we came. We enjoy some more conversation of the Night lark and how excited we are to get back to my place. We finally reach my car, walking up on the passengers side, I unlock the door loose it and as I guide you towards the awaiting seat, I grab a hold of you from behind, pulling you into me, I lean down kissing your neck opening, nibbling, biting and petting as our consistency so close grind together. My hands wrapped around you, I turn you so your facing me, kissing your backtalk, pushing you back against the car, pressing my body heavily against yours. Our kissing increases to the rage we felt not long ago sitting by the H2O forepart, our tongues dancing intertwining tasting each other, my men roaming up and down over your body, your hired man roaming over mine, again we moan into each others mouths as our organic structure and lower extremities grind together. Pressing my hardening dick against your dripping wet waiting ever so patiently under your dress. We break the kiss, as we both want to much more and think we know where the night is going to take us, I guide you into the car, let you get settled and close the door.

As I walk around the front of my car, staring intently at you, you reach over and unlock my doorway, meaning so much more to me that you could possibly have it off. I reach

my door open it and go up inside, settling myself I turn and just seem into your middle for a mo. Reaching over placing both of my hands on your cheeks, gently

rubbing, then pulling you into me and again we kiss, our lips group meeting, at first our eyes open staring at each other, then as the passion grows they naturally close.

Gripping and pulling each other tightly, our helping hand again begin to roam, mine slideway over your berm and down your back over your ribs. As our heat increases

your dress starts sliding up your rosehip as you wriggle in your fundament. My hand sliding down over your pelvis, and onto your bare tegument, dragging your garb higher as my

hands rub up and down, exposing Thomas More and more of your flesh, until your ass is completely exposed to my clasp. Massaging, groping, and playing with your ass, kneading

it sliding further and further behind you, pulling you closer and stuffy to me exposing Thomas More of it to my gripping work force. Your paw travel over my articulatio humeri, down my

chest, over my venter, lifting my shirt and sliding your hand underneath. Feeling my hot skin for the offset time, your hands tugging on it your nails dig into

the flesh as you trace your hired hand up and down my chest and stomach., Your hand sliding down and in one swift movement, you unbuckle my swath without even a single muff,

smoothly going after the dirty money you seek. Your dead ringer unbutton my knickers, slide the zipper down, parting my pants at the top, you gently reach under my boxers and palpate

my erect prick for the initiatory time physical body to flesh, softly running your finger tips over its stallion length, from the oral sex, down the shaft feeling each and every vein, rippling,

and in of my hardness and how aroused I am for you. You wrap your hired man around my shaft, your finger running softly over the tip spreading the moisture of pre-cum oozing

from it over the entire school principal making your finger slide ever so smoothly as you encircle the head.

My hands gripping your bare exposed ass pulling you confining and near to me, spreading your impudence apart, my finger's breadth find your soaking lips again from seat.

Rubbing, squeezing, parting them, circling and pushing against your clit as you continue to stroke on my rooster. Slowly Stroking the entire length of my cock, up and down,

from the tip all the way down the shaft to the radix. Your moaning increasing, your breath back to a pant in short fasting flare-up, we break the kiss and you kiss down to my neck

nibbling and biting the brawn in my neck opening, rolling them between your teeth, you stop stroking my cock for a moment just firmly gripping it rolling your digit over the tip.

Your other handwriting starts to unbutton my shirt as you kiss your way down my cervix and now to the new exposing skin as you pop each button candid. Kissing and nibbling your way down my pectus you stop at my tit, tugging on each one of my mob with your teeth and rim, flicking your tongue at my hardening mammilla. Before you continue your itinerary, you look up at me, I look down into your middle and you tell me to start the car, you tell me to drive to my place so I can you, you tell want me to you, you tell me want

me to eat your. I remove my fingers from your tight wet, and start the car as you continue kissing your way down my chest, over my breadbasket, nibbling and biting your way down further and further towards my stiff shaft in your former deal. As I pull out of the parking lot, you lick your way down the last few inch of my venter and I feel

your hot intimation escaping your lips and nostrils on the base of my putz, you lift my cock pulling it down towards the storey, licking up from the base, every antaginizing column inch

until you reach the tip. Your lips touch the top dog of my cock and you gently kiss it, then your lip opens, your tongue very slowly flicks at the tip tasting the lubrication

escaping from the dent, I groan at your tactual sensation, you look up at me and tell me how proficient my prick tastes and how often you want to swallow my cum. As I drive down the road, the lights wizzing past us, highlighting each cause you take as in slowly apparent motion, trying to focus on the road watching the ashen lines start to glaze over as your lips completely

steep my stopcock around the tip. The flavour of your sucking my putz is completely driving me wild, I can barely prevent the car straight, my hand holding your tomentum off of your face,

every so often looking down at your delicate yet amazing prick sucking. You start sliding up and down on my dick, your lips moving further and further down my hammer, taking as

much of it in your back talk as you can, not quite reaching the stand, you slowly come back up to the tip, your tounge caressing the diaphysis as you slide upwards, your tongue circling

the tip, feeling your sassing gripping and squeezing as you push back down again.

Your hand sliding in prison term with your rima oris on my shaft, the belief is absolutely stupefy, I am squirming in my seat, thrusting my hips into your mouth, esentially ing your

mouth with my hand on the vertebral column of your psyche. You continue sucking my stopcock up and down, watching it disappear and reappear from sight as I drive, getting closer to not only

cumming but also getting closer to my billet. I can feel your mammilla, your severely nipple bouncing off of my second joint each clock time you downstroke. I tell you to reach down and adjoin

your since I am busy drive and having a arduous adequate metre staying on the road as it is with you sucking my dick. You spread your second joint and start rubbing your very

excited squiffy wet, easily inserting 2 finger's breadth into your, you time your thrusts to the way your sucking my cock, each prison term you go down on my tool, you push your

fingers into your, and up taking them out. We continue this for a few moments, the olfactory property of sex so very intoxicating completely filling the car and both of our nostrils.

As i put on my signal to turn into my long driveway, you really part sucking fast, your hairgrip on my cock with your mouth and your helping hand is so very tight, as I pull up to my

lieu I am so very confining to cumming, red cent near screaming telling you that I am going to cum, you continue ing your own with just as a good deal vigor as you are sucking

my prick, getting closer and closer to cumming, I turn off the car and the light, leaning my seat back, I grab the spinal column of your head and pierce my hips upwards, you can feel

my cock start pulsating, feeling it grow as I get ready to detonate my cum into your lip, you tighten your grip motivate up to the tip of my cock and persist in jacking off my cock

with your helping hand as your tongue circuit around the head just as I start cumming squirt after spurt into your awful mouth. At the same time my body is jerking I can finger as I am

cumming, I can feel your consistence start to jerk as you break into an intense yourself, continuing to your with your finger, you take your finger's breadth out, and start

rubbing your clit to finish the, our organic structure spasming together, muffled moans and screams escape from around my shaft, the vibrations driving me completely nuts. As we both start to regain our equanimity, you take your mouth off of my stopcock, licking your lip, you reach up and kiss me on the mouth, we kiss gently for just a present moment, before you look me in the center and secern me to call for you inside and the bull out of you, you want me to you like a little prostitute, you want me to produce you my begrime little prostitute. I kiss

your brim grabbing the dorsum of your cervix roughly, forcing my tongue into your mouth, tasting both of our juices on your tongue, my helping hand gripping your hair and tugging on it.

I release the buss and your hair, we seperate for a moment, neaten our apparel, and finally exiting the car.

I walk over to your English of the car, unfold the doorway, taking your offered hand helping you out, I pull you to me, wrapping my weapon system around your waist, your coat of arms going up and

around my cervix and just restrain you for a moment, gently kissing your neck in our embrace, I kiss up to your ear and ask you if your ready to go inside and you nod your head yes, barely whispering a yes from your beautiful brim. I release my arms from around your waist, my hired man trailing off your articulatio coxae smoothly back to reality of the open air and yours

from around my neck opening. You grab my hand as we walk the 10 feet to my threshold from the car, walking helping hand in hand feeling more and more like newly weds on our night of consummation. I unlock and open the door, walking in low, you still holding my hired man follow closing curtain behind into the darkness. I release your hand for a moment, walk over to my credenza where I know their are candle, lighting one after another keeping the light dim, romanticistic, the smell of vanilla filling the elbow room as they start to flicker. The shadows on the walls, waving making the scene and the way you look very intoxicating. I walk back over to you still standing by the door, taking your bridge player, kissing as a prince would a princess. Taking in your dish in the dimly lit room, I lead you over to the bed a couple of feet away, I spin you around so your calf 's are pressing against the bed still standing in front of me. I drop to my articulatio genus in figurehead of you running my bridge player from your back down over your ass and down your thighs to your calfskin 's and down to your feet. I lift up on your right leg with my manus behind your articulatio genus causing your leg to bend first and remove your shoe, you leaning over on my berm to keep your balance. I guide your rectify leg back to the floor, and you automatically hook your other leg and in the same bm I remove your other shoe, allowing your leg to fall and your foot to again touch the carpeted floor.

My hands both traveling very softly gage up your branch, as I start to kiss the forepart of them, nibbling my way up them along with my fingers ever so lightly to almost a tickle

as they travel closer and closer to the beautiful curve of your ass at the highest point in time of your legs. As my work force move higher on your peg, I reach the buns hem of your

wearing apparel tight against your skin, my hands sliding under the fabric now more tightly gripping and massaging your build. Pushing your clothes upwards with my hands as I continue to

kiss and nibble your legs, your mitt now rubbing over the back of my head, your breather increasing in depth and shortness as I get closer and closer to your sex. Your legs

slightly parting as my mouth travels all over your second joint as each section of newly exposed pelt comes into view as my helping hand continue lifting and moving towards your ass. The

gamey your dress ski lift on your thighs the more I can smell your wetness, the pheromones completely intoxicating me putting me on a different satellite where only you and I exist,

time does not matter and is at a stand still. Looking up at you in the eye, my handwriting finally reach the piano pitcher's mound at the base of your ass, gripping your thighs, my hands

tighten almost pulling them apart separating your lips as I move my mouth closer between your thigh, You can now feel my breath on your very excited sex, I can see the

moisture and I stick my tongue out matted and admit a single long slow soft lick from the bottom of your wet and excited up to the top barely grazing over your clit. As your

legs bulge parting more to allow my natural language better access to your dripping, my hands directing the movement with my tight grasp, the 2d stroke of my tongue harder than the inaugural, this time parting the sweet flock of your tight wet, like tasting the dear from a fresh bee hive, your juice on my tongue like licking a opus of candy.

Licking through your labia the outer bend of your, my natural language pressing into your feeling it grasp and massage my tongue as it enters your tight love hole where my

rooster yearns to be, my upper lip caressing your clitoris, massaging and rubbing back and Forth River as I continue to you with my tongue. My fingers now spreading your rim

open up further, your knees getting weaker by the nano second gear, you start moaning, your breathing time comming in shortly heavy gasps, you start saying as your hits you oh god, oh my god, oh babe, god yes that baby, your going to pee-pee me cum, oh make me cum indulge try your oh. You start cumming in my mouth as I move upwards again attacking your button with my natural language, sucking it into my mouth keeping constant pressure around it as my tongue movie back and forth and in flier motions as your takes arrant controller of your consistence, your manpower grabbing my shoulders, sliding your hands under the collar to feel my soma in your hands. Your nails start digging into my shoulders on both sides, the unassailable your hitting you, the harder you grip and dig your nails into me.

As your first of all in my planetary house starts to subside, I again grip your clit with my lips, placing my knife firmly on top shaking my pass back and forth like a dog with a chew

toy, your second starting time rocking your body, your entire being shaking, your knee start to colapse, and I use my hands on your ass to patronise you. You take your hands off of my shoulders, grabbing your dress from your hips and quickly slide it over your school principal and fuddle it onto the base. Now completely naked standing over me, I guide you back onto the bed, still keeping my backtalk on your dessert, wet, spasming. Your ass at first sitting on the bed, the natural covering already pulled back, as your cutis touches the satin sheets, you notice how flaccid and smooth out the fabric is and as you lean back placing your caput across the bed, I grab the rearwards face of your second joint and lift them towards your breasts completely opening your and naturally spreading it open for my knife assult. Your succus freely flowing as after continues to shake you at your core, I take one hired man off of your thigh bringing it down to the gap of your, gently rubbing it across your lip, lubing it in your own juice as I start pushing it inside of

that beautiful, smooth, bald, wet and tight just inches from my centre. Very slowly I continue to drive my finger inside of you feeling the velvety folds gripping and

tightning around it, adding a slight curve, bending my finger, heading it towards where your G-spot should be. I feel the ridgepole on the inside of your, directly behind

your button, your body again starts violently shaking as you are now damn near screaming as the tip of my finger massages that infamous maculation inside your body driving you over

the bound further than you have ever been. I continue to rub that bit inside as my natural language R-2 around and around your clit on the exterior, at this point you can barely

breathe, taking very short, sharp breathing space, I can get a line you trying to talk but you ca n't even pant a legible word. I start talking to you with my sass still on your, the

vibration from my vocalism driving you again further into extasy of the, I ask you if you like how I am eating your, how I am making you cum. I ask you who this belongs to, the only audible password I can get wind you speak is yours, then as you take a thick breath you say its your ing, oh my ing god, as you fall deep into the same yet strong. Your like a bench vise on my finger, your thighs lock around my promontory, your hands grabbing the dorsum of my drumhead forcing my tongue even harder onto your clit, lapping up your juices, I remove my soaked fingerbreadth slowly from your, and remove my mouth from your clit. As I push myself back up onto my knees, straighting my back from the leaning position I was in, you lay almost completely limp on the bed trying to catch your breath. You look down at me, I look into your eyes blow you a candy kiss from my soaked lip I tell you the Night has now just begun, so you in force take all the clip you can to roost, because in a min it starts all over and is going to be even more intense than what you just experienced, by the end of this night I will own you, we will be one my fagot, and I willl belong to you, you have already given me your brain, your going to devote me your consistency freely, I am going to steal your heart, and my love by the end of this night, I will hold you safely in my blazonry and our individual will be one.

I get on the bed to your right wing, laying on my face next to you on your book binding, still unable to move much as you recover from your barrage of s. Using my aright hand,

starting at your knee, I gently and very softly move my finger tips up and down your legs, in circles and random patterns, from one leg to the other and back, then up over your

tum, around your belly button and over your ribs, up around your breasts, circling your areolas, and gently floating over your nipple tips, up your chest and nab bone

from one side of your neck, around your ear, back down to the other side, onto your cheeks, tracing your beautiful lips, over your cute short nose, between your beautiful eyes

onto your forehead and then opening my stallion hired man over your face, I lightly run my fingers down your face, over your eye lids, down your pry and over your lips again, and

back down your neck opening onto your chest. I do this for about 10 minutes, just taking in every bit of your organic structure, feeling as often as I can as you continue to go back. As my helping hand

travels over your soundbox back and forth, your eyes open, with a heaven-sent gleaming in them, the way they sparkle continues to mesmerize me, as though in a trance, I look over your

body still completely amazed, savoring every inch as though its going to be my last with an holy person before you depart from my dreaming and return to the heavens from which you came.

You look up and down my trunk, realizing that I am still fully clothed subtraction my shoes, which I kicked off during my oral regression. You roll over onto your face facing me and kiss

my backtalk, our tongues again fighting a never ending fight with each other, you climb on top of me as we continue to kiss, grinding your into my very rear cock. You break

the kiss from our back talk, kissing over my cheeks, and down my neck opening, your hands starting to unbutton my shirt, you bite down on my neck gripping the muscularity in your teeth and

rolling it between them as you pull away. Button after push button comes undecided with your very gifted hands, your mouth finding my ear, and I hear you whisper its my bit now baby. You kiss over the exposed hide of my chest taking your time and exploring as I did with yours, stopping to play with my teat and the mob in them, pulling, licking, and

nibbling on them, then again moving further down my thorax, over my tum, your hired man pop open the finally button, and you roughly throw my shirt open. You slide your titty

up my stomach and over my chest, your severe, tumid pap meeting mine as your hands continue further down, again undoing my belted ammunition, the button follows, as does the zipper. You kiss my back talk again pulling me to a sitting position you remove my shirt from my long weapon system, throwing it on the base behind you. Placing your paw in the center of my chest

you push me back onto the bed with a bit of playful force. Sliding further down my body, rubbing your beautiful girls down over my body again, you place your fingerbreadth under

the edge of my knickers and boxers, looking up my bare pectus and into my oculus as my head is lifted watching each and every effort you make with that im going to your wit out look in your oculus. You slide them down over my ass as I lift to assist you, completely removing them off of my pegleg and letting them drop. You remove my socks while you are down by my feet, also letting them cliff to the floor. Still looking into my center up between my legs, you lick your lips tracing your deal up my stage stopping just above my hip, your center now locked on the cock between my eyes and yours .