David watched the woman lying next to him. Alex stirred in her sleep and he smiled. Even in the moonlight the abrasive dividing line between her bronzed hands and boldness and the rest of her consistency was clearly visible. Her skin was pale, a thing he had never expected or encountered before in a dark haired cleaning lady. Would it feel sonant ? He did not know. They were fellow, nix more.

But here she was, nearly naked in his bed.

Just four month ago they had met. She was dissimilar. Her position, the way she behaved, it drove him looney. Just to chafe her he had called her 'her most formidability'. She had shrugged it off and continued to work out. A week later nearly everyone had picked up that cognomen. And he regretted it.

Hiding in cover, waiting for the mortar flaming to die down they had started to talk, really talk.

Somehow, after that, they ended up spending most of their unfreeze time together. Bantering away the boring times, talking, laughing. Mostly about him, his family, his biography back home.

Asking her about hers the only reply he got was"There is no-one ”. And he had understood.

He had come back a month ago. Settling back into his minor flatbed, spending meter with his menage, shagging a few girls he realized that he missed her. They had not lost inter-group communication so after she was back and on leave-taking he invited her over.

Only this morning he had picked her up at the station. There had been an awkward mo, seeing each other in plain wearing apparel for the first sentence. But she was just the same and that moment had passed.

Naturally they had ended up in a pub. It had been a good evening, bantering like no time had passed, laughing and drinking.

And now she was here. Lying in his bed. And he could not sleep. As she turned again the armoured combat vehicle top nearly exposed all of her small breast.

It would be wrong to touch her. They were mates. But still he reached out.

David had barely felt the soft warm pelt when here center opened. Startled he stopped, even held his breath.. His manus lay labored on her exposed breast, he felt her nipple. Slowly he closed his eyes.

She would get up. She would walk away. She would punch him, kick him before she left.

Eventually he had to exhale, felt her move. His fingers brushed over her skin, the material of her shirt. Then he lost contact, felt her moving next to him.

Suddenly he felt her fingers at the furrow of his shorts, pulling them down. He nearly flinched back as he felt her long tomentum brushing his skin. And then he felt her rim, drew a deep hint an tense up up.

Her sass placed a flabby kiss on the tip of his dick. Slowly, tenderly she continued, kissed her way down his pecker to his orchis. He barely dared to breath. Feeling her lips, her breath sent shivers down his spine and made his body react. Suddenly he felt her lingua, licking his formal, gasped. As slowly as before she worked her way up again. This meter she only used her tongue and by the sentence she had reached the top his cock stood put up and he opened his middle again.

Alex'face was hidden behind a caul of long darkness pilus. He could not see it but he felt her. Licking, teasing him with balmy circling strokes. As she took him in her mouth he gasped. It was hot and wet and she started to take up immediately.

This must be a dream. Her most toughness giving him a psyche. And a honest one. He moaned as her hand closed around his clump, massaged them while her mouth still worked on his cock.

Reluctantly he reached down, brushed her hair aside that he could see her face.

She stopped, lifted her head. The saliva thread that still connected them glittered in the moonlight. Smiling she winked at him, licked her sass and bent down again, licked his pecker. Watching her do that made him groan again. Jacques Louis David felt her grinning as she bent lower, took him in her mouth again. She found all his sensitive slur, played with them. He just lay there, moaning with pleasure. Soon he felt he was about to break."hold ”, his part was hoarse as he reached out, tried to push her away but she just held his helping hand, continued. Only a few moments later his pelvis twitched, he pushed his cock even deeper in her mouth as he came. He felt her swallowing, her lingua rubbing against his dick and moaned again. Spent, he lay back, panting. There was her tongue, still, licking his cock, soothingly.

Then he felt her move, her lovesome firm dead body next to his. He reached out and pulled her finis."Sorry ”, he murmured as he got his breathing space back. Her cushy chortle irritated him. Not only the noise but also her body rubbing at his.

"What for ? You know, I wanted to do that ever since we were stuck that day. I just did n't because I thought you might be mad at me."Still smiling she rose and looked down on him."And if you are and want me to leave I understand."

Now David laughed."Stay. As long as you want, as long as you can."He also rose on his elbows and turned to her, took her hand."And not only because that was neat. At least for me."

With a sly grin she pulled at his hand, directed it between her legs and brushed the scanty aside."I liked it."And he could feel she had. His digit touched warm, soft peel, felt the wetness.

"Wow ”, he murmured, started to explore her with his finger. With a sigh she lay back, spread her leg and closed her eyes.

Jacques Louis David 's finger traced her pussycat sass, parted them. Impatiently he pulled her panty down, looked at her exposed sex. The blanch cutis glistened with her succus. Slowly he slid his finger back between her mouth, deeper and inside her. He heard her soft moan and a second finger followed."You 're so mean, so wet ”, he murmured, turn down.

Alex felt his dissipated intimation, his back talk touching her tender tegument. She moaned again, spread her legs even wider as he tasted her. His fingers moved inside her, fucked her, as he started to work on her clit with his spit. He circled it, sucked it. Her body reacted to his touch. Her digit clenched the sheets as her hips rose to encounter his touch.

Encouraged by this he moved his finger faster, fucked her, sucked greedily and licked up her barren flowing juice. Alex wriggling before him, her eyes closed, her breast heave with her fast breathing - a sight he had never expected to see.

Suddenly she gasped, opened her eyes and he felt her orgasm. The soft wet flesh around his fingerbreadth pulsated. Smiling he licked one final stage time over her sensitive clitoris before he withdrew his fingers and lay down beside her. Carefully he drew her in his arms, embraced her shivering body.

"I 'd really love you to ride out ”, he whispered in her hair and closed his centre .