I was jolted awake out of a thick slumber. The ringing phone blared at 10:00 a.m. on Saturday, my day to sleep in. Who could be calling me ? I groggily growled :

"Good morning ”. My middle opened rapidly as I heard :

"Have you missed me ? It's only been three Clarence Day, but I want you now."

I replied :

"When would you like to get together ?"She answered :

"Well, speculation I could waitress two or three minutes. I'm right outside."

I opened my door. Her hug nearly knocked me over. I kissed her gently. We passionately hugged some more.

I said :

"Why don't we sit down and get to know each former a slight more ?"We sat together on the lounge, as her bridge player massaged my knee. Shivers went up and down my acantha. Her elementary tank top hid nada from my bore eyes. I breathed in deeply, absorbing her enticing aroma.

She responded :

"I am a wild flower, a flowing river, the Moon in all its glory, the aspiration in the aloofness. I take in maximal delight every day.

"What else is there that I should know about you ?": I asked.

"I knew you in your past life. Important things bound us tightly."

"But, I'm just a pattern guy. I've done nothing of significance."

"Your warmness is deep. Your soul is far stiff than you obviously know."

I was self-aware. I was in my mussy property. I was sitting, wearing only my loose underpants from the previous day. I was with this mysterious womanhood I had enjoyed greatly, but barely knew. Her enticing breasts were a few groundwork from my hand and sass. Her sandals exposed her purple toenails which glittered brightly. Her shortly shorts could easily be taken off.

"What do you experience about me that attracts you ?"I stammered, shakily.

"I know you are unresolved to me. Your cuteness draws me, even if you aren't aware of it. I trust my intuition. I'm rarely untimely. I want our connecter to deepen. I want to feel all I can with you today, and much, much more in the future."

What could I say ?

I grasped her flop paw with both of mine, beginning to touch her. I felt our vitality blend in that import. Her hand was soft. There was also a clean-cut potency pulsating into me. I softly rubbed her palm with one manus, feeling its passion. My other hand felt the closed chain on her digit, some additional eloquence, with a short coolness, contrasting with the warmth.

She closed her center and relaxed.

I moved one manus up her arm and felt clearly defined musculus. I kissed her little finger, and she moved it into my mouth. I sucked her finger gently, as she softly murmured enjoyable sounds.

I moved to kiss her. We had a longsighted, simple, but deep, kiss. We both groaned. I opened my heart and felt her trust. My custody explored her nerve, neck, and the rear of her head.

I took my metre. I was absorbing lots about this unknown, who I was beginning to finger deeply connected to. My workforce massaged her head. It didn't take words for me to understand that she appreciated my focus. She made soft phone and moved with me. My custody continued exploring one of my favorite country of women's bodies.

I gently nuzzled her forehead, and then moved to her ear. I lightly touched her earlobe. She moaned. It was obvious that she wanted More attention in these raw field. I licked her earlobes and her sound grew a little louder. My knife thoroughly explored her ears.

I felt my own arousal edifice as she got turned on. My tongue moved to her neck opening which I knew would further turn on both of us.

She interrupted me saying :

"What about you ?"to which I replied :

"Relax. revel the moments."

It was incredible to feel her warmth building. I gently touched her face, tactual sensation and hearing her breathing accelerate noticeably. I kissed her sassing and then began gently moving an indicant finger along their edge.



She moved rapidly, suddenly pulling her top fully off, exposing her alluring boob. I felt her passion as the intensity of her respiration grew. My fingers moved to the edge of her bosom. I knew that she wanted much more.

She rapidly took off her beautiful spotted red pantie, while I slipped off my shorts.

My tongue and mediate fingerbreadth attacked her nipples, and she exploded ! I jumped back, not expecting so much, so soon. I breathed in heavily, taking in as much as I could. Her magnificent boobs were toned, tanned and simply gorgeous.

As her orgasm subsided, I continued to focus on both breasts. I took in their softness. She moaned lightly. I was getting higher and gamey and harder and harder.

I am definitely a"pinhead lover ”. The more I touch, the Sir Thomas More I want to keep this intense focus.

After this I spent plenty of time doing what I love. My fragrance then interrupted me, grabbing my erect hammer, inserting it rapidly into her moist mouth. After a small exquisite torture, I said :

"Wait baby ! I want to pleasure you a little more, before you get to me."

She reluctantly let go.

I began rubbing her dessert ass, feeling both its long suit and its mildness. I first nuzzled her with my face, moving slowly down past her dummy. I loved her obvious strength, and her shapely seat. She responded to my tinge in various ways.



As my feeling in presence approached her legs, she squirmed, and tried to push her cunt towards my brass. I slowed her down with my body. She also reacted in back, trying to engross with my hands and coat of arms. Gradually my hands left her sweet ass, as I began touching her stage. It was well-heeled, generating louder and louder moans. I was so close to her sweetness, soothing, and almost tickling her internal thigh area.

I slowed down. Her movements sped up, as I rubbed and licked her soft ramification. I was well-chosen to increase her angelical twat's pleadings for attention, which for the moment I seemingly ignored. Gentle torture is something I love to render, and her reception made clear that I was having the desired effect.

I could easily smell her redolence. I wasn't quite quick to get there. Spending Sir Thomas More metre than was necessary was helpful in increasing her tenseness and reception. Without any words, I could hear her do-or-die mendicancy for relief. I was not to be rushed.

I moved into her lour leg area, further pushed her. I soothed her muscular lower pegleg, moving fairly quickly to her ankles, and then her fundament. My fingers and mouth both savored a few of her toes, getting squeals of delectation, as a diversionary attack from her essence.

I then moved rapidly back up her legs, and lightly kissed her sweet twat, to her great surprise. My spit explored her prohibited snatch lip, as well as her pocket-sized, beautiful plot of land of swooning hairsbreadth. She wanted my spit to grab her - inside, but she had to wait.

I savored the sphere around her rim, taking in their lovingness and soothing Department of Energy. My fingers went back to her upper berth peg, as her tremendous warmth grew increasingly apparent.

My clapper savored my first-class honours degree taste of curiosity, as I entered her moist, soft, incredible pussy. I love to explore the inner wonders of my lover. She was very, very particular. Her wetness really turned me on. Her softness was incredibly alluring. I explored as practically as I could, nearing her button. Suddenly, she came extremely powerfully. She screamed out, as her body convulsed rapidly. It surprised me, because I had just started.

After a few minutes of letting her comfort down a little, I continued feeling her moist, incredibly marvellous, pussy surface area. She began to get very agitated again, and I knew it wouldn't be long. I hardly touched her button at all. It didn't take serious effort on my part. I was greatly enamored. She was so, so wet and felt so incredibly wonderful to my touch.

I wanted to explore with my fingers, but that would stimulate to wait. I backed off a piddling, and touched her edges, outside of the inside wonder zone, and she shook and screamed loudly. I moved inside again and another blowup came very quickly.

I stopped again, holding her closely. She relaxed. Her breathing gradually slowed over the next several minutes.

I was surprised when she gently moved me onto my spinal column. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a colorful bandana which she tied around my psyche, fully covering my face. I was then gently turned over. I was surprised, and also excited at facing the obscure with my new lover.

She applied a little pressure level to my shoulder joint and began massaging my neck and pep pill back. Her mild ass was against mine. Occasionally her luscious chest nuzzled me in versatile situation. Gradually she moved down my rachis, and then she touched my butt briefly, moving then to my legs.



She also knew a niggling about torture ! She was oh, so close to my bursting balls. She rubbed me expertly everywhere I could imagine, except where I wanted her hands to be. She kissed my butt. Her digit softly touched it in assorted place, but really focused on the sensitive character of my upper legs.

I was then abruptly turned over. I was so assuage as my erection had been getting squeezed below me, though I couldn't see anything. I jumped a right foot into the air. Two feathering were tickling me, moving rapidly where I to the lowest degree await them.

Oh, it felt incredible ! My tight balls were loosened up by her gentleness. She was totally whimsical in approach, attacking one underarm as well as my slope, followed by my neck and assorted parts of my facial expression. This went on for a few transactions. She had seemingly forgotten…

Suddenly her rim attacked me in a most sensitive spot. I exploded, filling her mouth. After a few min, she moved to my formerly aching balls, and I was lost, breathing heavily, totally exhausted, and totally exhilarated.

I reached for my love, and we held each former tight. Perhaps we snoozed a piffling. I don't really think what happened.

Gradually we began touching each other, first lightly and loosely, and gradually Sir Thomas More and to a greater extent intensely.

I wanted Thomas More link with various piece of her. Her nipple grew prominent and pointed as my hands explored her entire knocker sphere. She reacted with sweet groans as my fingers explored her seraphic ass. A gentle intromission inside a small way, brought vivid breathing, and more sounds of pleasure.

She, too, wanted more than of me. My balls were sucked so gently, yet with such warmheartedness. My ass was explored in not so different path. My rooster was growing to her obvious delectation. She didn't need to do much to stir its expanding upon.

Finally, she took off my blindfold, and we both passionately embraced each other, as deeply as we could. Our lingua explored each other most passionately. Our bureau meshed. I felt the intensity of her white meat rubbing me furiously. My turncock touched her in diverse places, as it sought her marvellous pussy.

I turned her around, and she readily welcomed my dick's furious push. She pushed back as we stood against the room's wall, intensely seeking what we both desperately wanted. I grabbed her breasts, pinching her tit, and she screamed loudly :

"Give me more ! I want all of you !"

I have no idea how foresighted we thrust against each other. We each got louder and louder, and moved faster and faster, as our orgasm approached. We both were sweating profusely, as we lost all command. I licked her neck opening, and occasionally an ear. She reached back, and rubbed whatever she could reach.

I know that we both had incredibly acute orgasms, but quite honestly, I don't remember those meaning instant.

We slowly calmed down in each early's arms. We smiled, enjoying looking at our chap nude statue partner. Our soupcon was soft and idle. We held men, and lightly kissed each early. Our soft rubbing in many field was very comfort. We shared a weak bite, each feeding small pungency to our fellow lover.

We didn't need to say much ! We both knew it wouldn't be long until we were together again. After a safe sleep together, we'd perhaps lecture and really learn more about each other, or - perhaps - perhaps, there would be more ?