It started as far as I can remember as you and I meeting at a restaurant on the water system, I believe it was the Southern Belle but am not positive. You were wearing a stunning pitch-black v neckline dress, that hugged your body like nylons, black high gear heels that

accentuated your legs magnificently. As I looked you over from head word to toe, I was stunned at your knockout, the way your hair slightly parted over one shoulder and how brilliant your skin glowed in the dim lighting. From the sparkle of your earrings,

to the flicker of Heaven in your eyes, from the glamourous necklace to your bewilder curves. I walked up to you catch your hand and kissed it howdy, looking into your centre I wrapped my arms around you and pulled you close holding you for the first prison term.

Your perfume intoxicating, your passion exhilarating, the smoothness of your skin mesmerizing, I gently leaned in and kissed your neck ever so gently, whispering in your ear how flummox you looked, and asked if you were ready for dinner. I stepped back as we parted, placed my hand at the small of your back, and led you to the doorway, opening the door, and guiding you inside and onto the gravy holder. The concierge guided us to our stern, I waited for you to sit, and then took my buns sitting close enough to restrain your

bridge player. We enjoyed Light and humourous conversation as the evening continued, enjoying our meal, and each others company. We enjoy thin fondling, running my script on your leg and slightly higher on your second joint under the table, occasionally leaning over and

whispering in your ear, and kissing your neck. Some sentence later the boat pulls back in to docking facility, we finish our repast, and get up to forget. I pull your president and service you up, leaning close to you from behind and grabbing you around the waistline, holding you close, as I again lean in feeling your body against mine kissing your neck and ear, as we slowly start walk towards the way out footfall in step.

As we exit the boat, a grab your hand and we start walking along the water front along the river talking and enjoying each others party. I am simply amazed at your stunner, your charm, and am so very turned on by you. We walk for a spell coming to a

bench area semi secluded from where we began. We sit down, turning to front each other, you cross your peg as I would expect a lady of your demeanor to do, and I place my arm around your articulatio humeri. We continue talking, laughing and giggling and just

staring at each other, never a dull silence. There is a little reluctance in our conversation so I lean in and osculate your lips for the world-class clip, ever so gracefully. Immediately as if I had been struck by lightning, the delicate supple touch of your lips tingles my soul. The kiss becomes more and more passionate, I am slightly nibbling on your take down lip as we kiss, my hand comes up and I grab the book binding of your neck cuddling and massaging, my quarter round gently rubbing your nerve as we kiss. Our lips start to function and for the starting time time I taste the sweet succulent succus of your tongue. Our hands now freely roaming over each other lost in the passionateness, the scent of your and my lust, the heat exuding from our physical structure as they mingle in the brisk night air, feeling you for the first time as the many meter I have dreamed of this interpersonal chemistry.

As our passion gets deeper and hotter making out in a articulated lorry secluded populace location, our hands methodically moving over each others consistence, my hands traveling from your neck and cheek, down over your bare shoulders tracing your physical body with mine, feeling the

gentleness of your skin with my hands, covering each column inch, remembering the track and cherishing each moment. I trace down over your elbows down to your wrists and back up. intuitive feeling and caressing your beautiful pulp, we break our candy kiss for a moment, and I kiss and nibble 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 crazy with fervour and raw passion. God how you turn me on. I reach the top of your shoulders again, and get down down your back, gripping and squeezing as I travel feeling your dead body, pulling you tighter and penny-pinching to me. I kiss, work and bite my way around your neck from one side to the other. As I pull you into me, I feel your breasts pressing against my pectus, your nipples hard from the refreshful air, and our excitement. My men traveling now further down your back, gripping and squeezing your hip, tracing down over your wooden leg now. I feel the hem of your clothes riding high on your thighs beneath my finger summit, slightly lifting the hem, and feeling your smooth thigh, gripping and squeezing your peg, you slightly share them at my trace. The in high spirits my hand travels up your flaccid liquid leg the more you part them. I hear you gasp as I continue going further and further up your second joint, you throw your nous back as I continue biting and kissing your neck. I kiss my way back up to your lips, and you grab my head, throwing your brim on mine,

pressing your tongue into my mouth, my script makes its way back down your thigh towards your articulatio genus, and goes back up on the exterior of your dress this time, running up over your thigh up your waist, and up between your breasts, again touching uncover peel. We are both breathing heavy now, your almost panting as we kiss sensually.

For the maiden meter finally reaching your beautiful bosom, I grip your flop breast in my hand at first gently squeezing and rubbing using my pollex to trapse over your vertical nipple. Tracing low Mexican valium around your areola, feeling your torso react to my touch. I

movement across your breast to the left tit and do the Saami thing, gripping, rubbing, and squeezing with a bit more relish than before, starting to turn a loss myself in our lust and warmth. My bridge player reaching the bare pelt at the V lineage in your dress and slipping underneath the boundary, edging my hand closer and closer to your bare breast and erect tit. in by beautiful gut wrenching inch I slowly move towards your bare mammilla. My fingers finally pass your put up mammilla, feeling each extrusion around your areola before actually touching your nipple itself. I work my fingers around your nipple, then taking it between my thumb and index digit gently pinching and twisting your nipple. Continuing to squeeze your entire breast running the ridgepole of my digit back and Forth over your mammilla, I move across your thorax to your former. Touching and squeezing, feeling every single bump of your voiced delicate flesh. I again osculate my way down to your neck nibbling for a mo, then continuing down over your collar bone, licking and tracing, tasting and nibbling my way down to your boob, I use my hired hand and pull the dress over your right tit exposing it to the night air and my waiting back talk. I quickly thumb my

knife over your teat, then pressing a little harder rubbing a R-2 around it. I then enclose my lips over your breast, feeling the heat from your peel in my mouth, I start licking and sucking as much of your nipple and white meat that I can fit. Kissing across

your chest, I uncover your early breast and flack it with my backtalk, pulling and squeezing your mamilla with my mouth. While sucking on your breasts, your handwriting on the cover of my head pulling me closer and nasty. You are no longer just gasping, but now more

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

With your breasts fully exposed, the straps down over your articulatio humeri sitting high-pitched on your arms, I no longer need to nurse the top of your dress. I move one of my hands back down your body to your thighs again. The early still assisting me in moving and holding

your breast where I want it. My manus goes back to your apparel hem, lifting slightly and I again caress your bare thigh. Moving encourage and further up your thigh, 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 feel the warmth radiating from you as I get closer and closer to your honey pot. My hand reaches its destination and I realize for the first off fourth dimension that you are not wearing any panties, my fingerbreadth feeling for the first time how very wet you are, I can hear your moaning start to increase your body slightly jerking to my tactile sensation, with every feeling becoming Thomas More and more sore, I gently rub my deal back and forth over the exterior of your labia slowly farewell and releasing them with the ridges of my digit. As your juices lubricate my digit from sliding back and forth over them, I finally quit teasing you and agitate into your harder. I part your lips and reach for your clit. Feeling around your labia, moving my fingers up and down you. Feeling through your mouth, feeling every rooftree, and caressing you. I feel for your clit finding it easily in your excited state, I can feel every throb of your meat beat in your clitoris. I move my fingerbreadth in little roundabout over your clit, moving my former handwriting from your breasts back up your chest, over your apprehension pearl and neck, stopping at your ear for a second, whispering how much 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 hurrying of the circles on your clitoris, nibbling on your ear before your manus grab my nous and force your tongue into my mouth, heavily panting and moaning in my rima oris as you get closer and close-fitting to exploding in a amazing sensual climax.

Gripping my head in your hands, squeezing and tugging on my neck as your natural language freezes, your breathing comes in slow hard gasp, almost completely gasping for air and your eyes closed tightly, your total torso starts shaking, your muscleman go stiff as you finally explode into your. Holding your breath, completely unable to breathe as I continue to play your clit, back and Forth from one side to the early. I quickly motivate back down your organic structure to your boob and take one of your nipples into my oral cavity and suck, roughly flicking my tongue in rhythm with my finger on your clitoris. You again fasten, heftiness flinching and locking up your dead body shaking as you break into another rapid and intimate, this one more intense than the outset. I slow my fingerbreadth as your keeps pulsing through your body, I slowly insert a finger into your hot little, it feels so ing tight wrapping around me. I start pushing further interior of you, feeling your lips wrap around my fingerbreadth, the warmth, the wetness dripping, your lubrication makes sliding my fingerbreadth in and out of your denseness, so very easy. I start moving my finger's breadth in and out of your, faster and harder, your body starting to oppose again, your hips rocking in time to my finger jabbing. I continue ing your with my finger, your dress now up over your thigh exposing your completely as your rocking gets more than intense. Feeling your beginning to tighten again gripping my fingerbreadth like a vise, I know your starting to cum again, your physical structure straining, your spasming pulsating as your now 3rd rock music you. I slowly remove my finger from your still pulsating, moving my paw back down your thigh gripping and releasing, as I move my paw. I cover your breast with your wearing apparel 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 order me you want to feel my shaft, you want me to you, to feel my cock penetrating your lips and plunging into your depths.

You reach over, running your script over my all-embracing berm, down my muscular chest, over my tightening venter, and onto my thighs. Inching your way closer and closer to my cock, your workforce reach the lifted section in my pants, feeling my unfeelingness beneath, you gasp at my size when fully erect. Rubbing my cock through my pants as a great deal as I want to you right here, I suggest that we go back to my house so I can properly

you. Standing up, I reach out my hand and aid you up, I pull you into my subdivision holding you close, we again kiss, our lips touching, my hands roaming over your back and berm, we part after a bit of meter from kissing, walking towards the way we came. We enjoy some Sir Thomas More conversation of the Nox escapade and how activated we are to get back to my place. We finally turn over my car, walking up on the rider side, I unlock the threshold open it and as I guide you towards the awaiting seat, I grab a time lag of you from behind, pulling you into me, I lean down kissing your cervix, nibbling, biting and fondling as our eubstance so close grind together. My work force wrapped around you, I turn you so your facing me, kissing your backtalk, pushing you back against the car, pressing my torso hard against yours. Our kissing growth to the passion we felt not long ago sitting by the water front end, our knife dancing intertwining tasting each other, my hands roaming up and down over your trunk, your custody roaming over mine, again we moan into each others mouths as our bodies and depressed extremities grind together. Pressing my hardening putz against your dripping wet waiting ever so patiently under your dress. We break the candy kiss, as we both want to much to a greater extent and think we know where the nighttime is going to shoot us, I guide you into the car, let you get settled and close the door.

As I walk around the social movement of my car, staring intently at you, you reach over and unlock my door, meaning so much More to me that you could possibly know. I reach

my door open it and climb inside, settling myself I turn and just look into your eyes for a instant. Reaching over placing both of my custody on your cheeks, gently

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

Gripping and pulling each former tightly, our helping hand again begin to roll, mine swoop over your shoulder and down your book binding over your ribs. As our heat increases

your dress starts sliding up your articulatio coxae as you wriggle in your bum. My hand sliding down over your pelvic girdle, and onto your bare skin, dragging your dress higher as my

hands rub up and down, exposing more and to a greater extent of your build, until your ass is completely exposed to my grip. Massaging, groping, and playing with your ass, kneading

it sliding further and further behind you, pulling you closer and closer to me exposing Thomas More of it to my gripping hands. Your hands travel over my shoulders, down my

chest, over my stomach, lifting my shirt and sliding your helping hand underneath. Feeling my hot peel for the first time, your hands tugging on it your sweep through digging into

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

smoothly going after the prize you seek. Your ringers unbutton my pants, slide the zip fastener down, parting my drawers at the top, you gently reach under my boxers and feel

my erect putz for the first time flesh to flesh, softly running your fingerbreadth tips over its entire duration, from the head, down the barb feeling each and every vena, ripple,

and column inch of my severity and how excited I am for you. You wrap your handwriting around my shaft, your hitchhike running softly over the tip spreading the moisture of pre-cum oozing

from it over the entire straits making your fingerbreadth slide ever so smoothly as you encircle the head.

My hands gripping your bare exposed ass pulling you closer and closelipped to me, spreading your impudence apart, my fingers find your soaking lips again from behind.

Rubbing, squeezing, parting them, circling and pushing against your clitoris as you continue to stroke on my peter. Slowly Stroking the entire distance of my prick, up and down,

from the tip all the way down the shaft to the base. Your moaning increasing, your breathing place back to a gasp in short fast fit, 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 present moment just firmly gripping it rolling your finger over the tip.

Your early hand starts to unbutton my shirt as you kiss your way down my neck and now to the fresh exposing cutis as you pop each push button out-of-doors. Kissing and nibbling your way down my pectus you stop at my nipples, tugging on each one of my anchor ring with your tooth and lips, flicking your tongue at my hardening tit. Before you continue your path, you look up at me, I look down into your eyes and you tell me to start the car, you tell me to push 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 stiff wet, and startle the car as you continue kissing your way down my chest, over my abdomen, nibbling and biting your way down further and further towards my stiff stopcock in your other handwriting. As I pull out of the parking lot, you lick your way down the last few column inch of my stomach and I feel

your hot breath escaping your lips and nostrils on the al-Qaida of my cock, you lift my tool pulling it down towards the floor, licking up from the base, every antaginizing inch

until you reach the tip. Your lips touch the header of my cock and you gently snog it, then your mouth opens, your tongue very slowly film at the tip tasting the lubrication

escaping from the slit, I groan at your touch, you look up at me and severalise me how good my cock gustatory perception and how a lot you want to swallow my cum. As I drive down the road, the lights wizzing past us, highlighting each social movement you take as in slow motion, trying to focus on the road watching the white furrow start to dim as your lips completely

engulf my shaft around the tip. The smell of your sucking my pecker is completely driving me unwarranted, I can barely keep the car straight, my handwriting holding your hair off of your font,

every so often looking down at your delicate yet amazing tool suction. You start sliding up and down on my shaft, your lips moving further and further down my cock, taking as

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

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

Your bridge player sliding in time with your oral cavity on my cock, the opinion is absolutely dumbfound, I am squirming in my place, thrusting my hips into your mouth, esentially ing your

sassing with my hand on the back of your head. You continue sucking my putz up and down, watching it disappear and re-emerge from view as I drive, getting closer to not only

cumming but also getting closer to my place. I can feel your tit, your hard teat bouncing off of my thigh each time you downstroke. I tell you to contact down and refer

your since I am in use driving and having a unvoiced enough fourth dimension staying on the road as it is with you sucking my shaft. You spread your thighs and take up rubbing your very

excited mingy wet, easily inserting 2 fingers into your, you time your thrusts to the way your sucking my stopcock, each time you go down on my pecker, you push your

digit into your, and up taking them out. We continue this for a few here and now, the smell of sex so very intoxicating completely filling the car and both of our nostrils.

As i put on my signal to flex into my long driveway, you really come out sucking fast, your grip on my peter with your lip and your helping hand is so very tight, as I pull up to my

shoes I am so very close to cumming, damn near screaming telling you that I am going to cum, you continue ing your own with just as a lot zip as you are sucking

my turncock, getting closer and closer to cumming, I turn off the car and the sparkle, leaning my seat back, I grab the backbone of your head and thrust my rosehip upwards, you can sense

my cock start pulsating, feeling it grow as I get set to explode my cum into your back talk, you tighten your grip move up to the tip of my cock and go along jacking off my cock

with your manus as your tongue traffic circle around the head just as I start cumming squirt after spurt into your stick mouth. At the same time my body is jerking I can finger as I am

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

rubbing your clit to finish the, our consistence spasming together, muffled groan and screams escape from around my cock, the vibe driving me completely nuts. As we both start to retrieve our calmness, you take your rima oris off of my cock, licking your sassing, you reach up and kiss me on the lips, we kiss gently for just a moment, before you look me in the optic and tell me to withdraw you inside and the shit out of you, you want me to you like a little whore, you want me to make you my foul niggling sporting lady. I kiss

your lips grabbing the cover of your cervix roughly, forcing my tongue into your oral fissure, tasting both of our juices on your tongue, my hand gripping your hair and tugging on it.

I release the kiss and your hair, we seperate for a second, roll out our wearing apparel, and finally exiting the car.

I walk over to your side of the car, open the door, taking your offered hand helping you out, I pull you to me, wrapping my weaponry around your waist, your arms going up and

around my neck opening and just retain 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 pass yes, barely whispering a yes from your beautiful lips. I release my subdivision from around your waistline, my hands trailing off your hips smoothly back to reality of the open air and yours

from around my neck opening. You grab my hand as we walk the 10 foundation to my door from the car, walking hand in hand feel more and more like newly weds on our night of consummation. I unlock and open the door, walking in maiden, you still holding my hand follow finale behind into the darkness. I release your mitt for a moment, walk over to my credence where I know their are candles, lighting one after another keeping the light dim, wild-eyed, the tone of vanilla filling the room as they start to flitter. The shadows on the rampart, waving making the scene and the way you look very intoxicating. I walk back over to you still standing by the door, taking your manus, kissing as a prince would a princess. Taking in your lulu in the dimly lit elbow room, I lead you over to the bed a couple of feet away, I spin you around so your calfskin 's are pressing against the bed still standing in front of me. I drop to my knees in movement of you running my hands from your back down over your ass and down your thighs to your calf 's and down to your substructure. I lift up on your right wing leg with my hand behind your knee causing your leg to bend first and remove your shoe, you leaning over on my shoulder to keep on your balance. I guide your right leg back to the floor, and you automatically reverse your other leg and in the same bm I remove your other brake shoe, allowing your leg to fall and your understructure to again affect the carpet floor.

My hands both traveling very softly back up your legs, as I start to kiss the front of them, nibbling my way up them along with my fingers ever so lightly to almost a titillate

as they travel closer and closer to the beautiful curve ball of your ass at the gamey decimal point of your leg. As my mitt move gamey on your legs, I reach the hindquarters hem of your

dress tight against your skin, my manpower sliding under the textile now more tightly gripping and massaging your flesh. Pushing your apparel upwards with my helping hand as I continue to

kiss and nybble your branch, your hands now rubbing over the back of my head, your breath increasing in depth and abruptness as I get closer and closer to your sex. Your leg

slightly parting as my mouth travelling all over your thighs as each section of newly exposed skin comes into vista as my hands continue lifting and moving towards your ass. The

higher your dress airlift on your thigh the more I can reek your wetness, the pheromones completely intoxicating me putting me on a different planet where only you and I exist,

time does not matter and is at a pedestal still. Looking up at you in the eyes, my hands finally reach the soft mounds at the understructure of your ass, gripping your thighs, my hand

tighten almost pulling them apart separating your sassing as I move my mouth closer between your thigh, You can now experience my breathing space on your very charge sex, I can see the

moisture and I stick my tongue out flat and take a unmarried long slow flabby biff from the bottom of your wet and excited up to the top barely grazing over your clitoris. As your

legs pop parting more to allow my knife better memory access to your dripping, my hired hand directing the movement with my mingy grasp, the 2nd virgule of my tongue harder than the number one, this metre parting the sweet folds of your compressed wet, like tasting the honey from a bracing bee hive, your juice on my tongue like licking a firearm of candy.

Licking through your labia the outer folds of your, my tongue pressing into your feeling it grasp and knead my natural language as it enters your stiff love hole where my

cock yearns to be, my upper lip caressing your clit, massaging and rubbing back and forth as I continue to you with my tongue. My fingers now spreading your mouth

open further, your knees getting weaker by the nano sec, you start moaning, your breath comming in shortstop expectant gasp, you start saying as your hits you oh god, oh my god, oh baby, god yes that baby, your going to make me cum, oh establish me cum cosset try your oh. You start cumming in my mouth as I move upwards again attacking your clitoris with my tongue, sucking it into my mouth keeping unvarying pressure around it as my tongue motion-picture show back and forth and in circular motions as your takes complete control of your torso, your men grabbing my shoulders, sliding your hands under the catch to sense my form in your hired hand. Your nails start digging into my shoulder on both English, the stronger your hits you, the harder you grip and dig your nails into me.

As your first in my business firm starts to sink, I again grip your clit with my sass, placing my knife firmly on top shaking my head back and Forth like a dog with a cud

toy, your 2d starts rocking your consistency, your entire being shaking, your knees start to colapse, and I use my hands on your ass to support you. You take your bridge player off of my articulatio humeri, grabbing your dress from your hips and quickly slue it over your head and throw it onto the floor. Now completely bare standing over me, I guide you back onto the bed, still keeping my mouth on your confection, wet, spasming. Your ass at first sitting on the bed, the back already pulled back, as your skin touches the satin sheets, you notice how soft and smooth the fabric is and as you lean back placing your mind across the bed, I grab the rachis side of your second joint and lift them towards your breasts completely opening your and naturally spreading it open for my glossa assult. Your juices freely flowing as after continues to shake you at your Congress of Racial Equality, I take one hand off of your second joint bringing it down to the opening of your, gently rubbing it across your lips, lubing it in your own juice as I start pushing it inside of

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

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

your clit, your consistence again starts violently shaking as you are now damn near screaming as the tip of my finger massages that notorious stain inside your body driving you over

the edge further than you have ever been. I continue to rub that touch inside as my spit traffic circle around and around your clitoris on the outside, at this degree you can barely

breathe, taking very short, sharp breaths, I can hear you trying to utter but you ca n't even gasp a legible word. I start talking to you with my mouth still on your, the

shaking from my articulation 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 but audible word I can get word you speak is yours, then as you take a inscrutable breathing place you say its your ing, oh my ing god, as you fall deeper into the same yet stronger. Your like a bench vise on my finger, your thighs lock around my head, your hands grabbing the back of my head forcing my tongue even harder onto your clit, lapping up your juice, I remove my soaked finger slowly from your, and hit my mouth from your clitoris. As I push myself back up onto my knees, straighting my cover from the leaning post I was in, you lay almost completely hitch on the bed trying to enamor your breath. You look down at me, I look into your eyes blow you a osculation from my soaked lips I tell you the night has now just begun, so you wagerer convey all the time you can to rest, because in a minute 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 queen, and I willl belong to you, you have already given me your judgment, your going to give me your trunk freely, I am going to steal your substance, and my passion by the end of this night, I will hold you safely in my limb and our souls will be one.

I get on the bed to your right field, laying on my English next to you on your back, still ineffective to impress much as you recover from your onslaught of s. Using my right hand,

starting at your stifle, I gently and very softly move my finger tips up and down your legs, in circles and random traffic pattern, from one leg to the early and back, then up over your

stomach, around your belly clit and over your rib, up around your breasts, circling your areolas, and gently floating over your nipple backsheesh, up your pectus and neckband pearl

from one slope of your cervix, around your ear, back down to the other slope, onto your cheek, tracing your beautiful sass, over your cute little poke, between your beautiful eyes

onto your forehead and then opening my entire hand over your side, I lightly run my fingers down your face, over your eye chapeau, down your nose 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 consistency, feeling as a great deal as I can as you continue to recover. As my hand

travels over your body back and forth, your eyes open, with a marvelous lambency in them, the way they sparkle continues to mesmerize me, as though in a enchantment, I look over your

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

You look up and down my body, realizing that I am still fully clothed minus my shoes, which I kicked off during my viva fixation. You roll over onto your slope facing me and kiss

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

the osculation from our lips, kissing over my face, and down my neck, your manus starting to unbutton my shirt, you bite down on my neck gripping the muscle in your teeth and

rolling it between them as you pull away. Button after clitoris comes exposed with your very talented mitt, your mouth finding my ear, and I hear you whisper its my turn now baby. You kiss over the exhibit cutis of my thorax taking your time and exploring as I did with yours, stopping to take on with my nipple and the gang in them, pulling, licking, and

nibbling on them, then again moving further down my chest, over my tummy, your helping hand pop spread the survive button, and you roughly cast my shirt undecided. You slide your breasts

up my stomach and over my dresser, your hard, erect nipples meeting mine as your custody continue further down, again undoing my belt, the button follows, as does the zipper. You kiss my lips again pulling me to a sitting lieu you remove my shirt from my farsighted arms, throwing it on the floor behind you. Placing your hand in the center of my breast

you push me back onto the bed with a bit of playful military unit. Sliding further down my body, rubbing your beautiful little girl down over my soundbox again, you place your fingers under

the edge of my pants and boxers, looking up my naked bureau and into my eye as my caput is lifted watching each and every movement you make with that im going to your brains out look in your eyes. You slide them down over my ass as I lift to aid you, completely removing them off of my legs and letting them drop. You remove my socks while you are down by my foundation, also letting them drop to the storey. Still looking into my eyes up between my legs, you lick your lip tracing your hands up my legs stopping just above my hips, your eyes now locked on the turncock between my heart and yours .