David watched the woman lying next to him. Alex stirred in her sleep and he smiled. Even in the moonlight the harsh contrast between her tanned hands and case and the rest of her body was clearly visible. Her skin was pale, a thing he had never expected or encountered before in a darkness haired fair sex. Would it feel soft ? He did not know. They were mates, nada more.

But here she was, nearly naked in his bed.

Just four month ago they had met. She was different. Her mental attitude, the way she behaved, it drove him mad. Just to annoy her he had called her 'her most toughness'. She had shrugged it off and continued to turn out. A workweek later nearly everyone had picked up that nickname. And he regretted it.

concealment in cover, waiting for the trench mortar fire to die down they had started to talk, really talk.

Somehow, after that, they ended up spending near of their detached fourth dimension together. Bantering away the bore prison term, talking, laughing. Mostly about him, his family, his life history back home.

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

He had come back a calendar month ago. Settling back into his pocket-sized flavourless, spending time with his kinsfolk, shagging a few girls he realized that he missed her. They had not lost liaison so after she was back and on leave he invited her over.

Only this break of day he had picked her up at the post. There had been an unenviable here and now, seeing each other in plain clothes for the first prison term. But she was just the Same and that moment had passed.

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

And now she was here. Lying in his bed. And he could not log Z's. As she turned again the tank top nearly exposed all of her belittled bosom.

It would be amiss to touch her. They were match. But still he reached out.

David had barely felt the soft warm skin when here eyes opened. Startled he stopped, even held his breath.. His hand lay heavy 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 breathe out, felt her move. His digit brushed over her skin, the textile of her shirt. Then he lost contact, felt her moving adjacent to him.

Suddenly he felt her fingers at the seam of his shorts, pulling them down. He nearly flinched back as he felt her farseeing hair brushing his hide. And then he felt her lips, drew a deeply breath an tense up up.

Her lips placed a soft buss on the tip of his prick. Slowly, tenderly she continued, kissed her way down his tool to his bollock. He barely dared to breath. Feeling her rim, her breath sent shudder down his pricker and made his body react. Suddenly he felt her tongue, licking his balls, gasped. As slowly as before she worked her way up again. This time she only used her tongue and by the time she had reached the top his pecker stood erect and he opened his oculus again.

Alex'face was hidden behind a veil of long dark hair. He could not see it but he felt her. Licking, teasing him with flabby circling separatrix. As she took him in her mouthpiece he gasped. It was hot and wet and she started to nurse immediately.

This must be a dream. Her well-nigh staying power giving him a head. And a good one. He moaned as her hired hand closed around his balls, massaged them while her mouth still worked on his shaft.

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

She stopped, lifted her drumhead. The spit thread that still connected them glittered in the moonshine. Smiling she winked at him, licked her lips and bent down again, licked his cock. Watching her do that made him moan again. Jacques Louis David felt her smile as she bent bring down, took him in her mouth again. She found all his sore spots, played with them. He just lay there, moaning with pleasure. Soon he felt he was about to burst."time lag ”, his voice was hoarse as he reached out, tried to push her away but she just held his helping hand, continued. Only a few moment later his articulatio coxae twitched, he pushed his shaft even deeper in her oral fissure as he came. He felt her swallowing, her natural language detrition against his cock and moaned again. Spent, he lay back, panting. There was her lingua, still, licking his cock, soothingly.

Then he felt her movement, her warm business firm body next to his. He reached out and pulled her close."Sorry ”, he murmured as he got his breathing place back. Her diffuse chuckle irritated him. Not only the interference 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 bridge player."And not only because that was great. At to the lowest degree for me."

With a sly smiling she pulled at his hand, directed it between her branch and brushed the pantie aside."I liked it."And he could feel she had. His digit touched warm, piano skin, felt the wetness.

"Wow ”, he murmured, started to research her with his fingers. With a suspire she lay back, spread her legs and closed her eyes.

David 's fingers traced her pussy lips, parted them. Impatiently he pulled her scanty down, looked at her exposed sex. The sick skin glistened with her juices. Slowly he slid his finger back between her lips, deeper and inside her. He heard her delicate moan and a second finger followed."You 're so tight, so wet ”, he murmured, bent down.

Alex felt his fast breath, his lip touching her sensitive peel. She moaned again, spread her pegleg even wider as he tasted her. His fingerbreadth moved inside her, fucked her, as he started to work on her button with his natural language. He circled it, sucked it. Her torso reacted to his speck. Her fingers clenched the sheets as her hips rose to fill his mite.

Encouraged by this he moved his fingers faster, fucked her, sucked greedily and licked up her gratis flowing juices. Alex wriggling before him, her centre closed, her breast heaving with her profligate breathing - a sight he had never expected to see.

Suddenly she gasped, opened her eyes and he felt her orgasm. The voiced wet flesh around his finger's breadth pulsated. Smiling he licked one hold up time over her spiritualist clit before he withdrew his fingers and lay down beside her. Carefully he drew her in his arms, embraced her shivering body.

"I 'd really make love you to outride ”, he whispered in her hair and closed his middle .