Valentine's Day, the upshot where sexual love and sometimes starve is universally celebrated by the hatful. bloom, chocolate and dinner are the norms and nothing's wrong with that but me, I like to go above and beyond. This V-day was going to be epic ! There was one woman who I wanted to spend this issue with, Simone F or SF for myopic, blessed with whisker down to her shoulder's, a sun tanned raw sienna skin color that gave off the coming into court of Native American heritage and a grin that while I never told her, made any showery day instantly sunny. Mushy I know ! So to change that let's get to the dead body character, I could start with her amazing breast but I'll go with those gorgeous branch. Oh how I couldn't delay to caress them, lap and plaza osculation all over them. Those long and polish beauties, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my waist while I plunged inside of her ( Note to self, I had to make this happen ). Now onto to those amazing breast ! Simone was a slim woman so I was surprisingly caught off safeguard by the 36 C's, man they were nice I found myself envying her bra at metre, being able-bodied to constantly confine such greatness. Now I talked to a few females during this time but no issue which one of them I spent time with SF was always at the top of my leaning, so it was only right I made this evening special. Now before I give you all the summation of the festivity, I understand Simone isn't my girl, but we dig each former and I like to provide great impressions, with that said tympan roll please ( No really drum roster hombre )

Our day started with a head trip to our hotel, now I know what you're thinking….story over, right ? Nope, we checked in around 3 and dropped our cup of tea off, freshening up and changing into our dress for the evening. I wore a nice blazer and slacks along with some Loafer, no motivation to get into topnotch detail about my outfit, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would identify her face, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh duration dress that hugged every curve ball left me speechless and to top it off she had on some black cad that screamed"roll in the hay me ”. I wasn't even trying to leave the elbow room and before I knew it my arms were around her waist, kissing along her neck and shoulder, we were freshly dressed and set up to go but I didn't care, we had time to kill and I couldn't leave without getting at least a taste. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up to much pull stockings and removed step-in, took off my blazer and loosened up the tie, flummox my cheek between, extremely tongue arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so much I began thinking it was my name. One thing I enjoyed about SF was her competitive nature, her anything you can do I can do better mentality, so before farseeing my pants were removed. After being sucked with such vim and warmth. It would be discourtesy if I didn't cum, for her, I had to give her my cum ! Now it was to re-freshen up before heading to take a 30 minute of arc Helicopter go of NYC. Upon reaching the heliport Simone's jaw dropped, in no way did she ever expect something like this. After being briefed about rule & rule, safety and pinch situations we were off ! The sight was amazing and even though SF was enjoying the tour the way my arm was being gripped I could tell she was a little awkward about being so high up.

It's only so a lot you can say to still a person's nerves when you're over a thousand feet in the air, luckily I didn't program to say anything. I had requested SF to pack about four pairs of stockings, she questioned the postulation but there was a grounds behind it, especially with her being on her second pack. My right arm draped around her shoulder as I placed my left hired man unto her thigh, ripping into the stocking. Placing my hand inside I slowly began rubbing the inside surface area. Simone's construction went from one of awe to fascinate as I continued rubbing, hand creeping up slowly, SF's anticipation growing with every tactual sensation. Her body tensed up as I reached her start button, glancing over at me Simone bit her arse lip and looked down, I followed her oculus and saw that her legs were spreading, granting me passage. Two fingers slid inside, exploring it's new location, SF's back slid up against the seat, my fingers tunneling upwards. The look on her case was priceless, whether it was the biting of her buttocks lip to contain her moans or her eyes rolling every which way, I knew I had her right wing where I wanted her. Trying to gain some likeness of control SF began grinding on my two finger's breadth, her hip control was amazing and I knew I had to exchange those digit and put something else inside of her immediately. With my give up mitt I pulled the condom out my sac and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grin appeared across her fount. With surprising speed, SF had my shaft out of my trouser, safety placed on. I don't know if this would piddle me a appendage of the international mile in high spirits club but shit I didn't care, how many people can say they had helicopter sex ? But enough about my inner view, you guys want to hear about the adventuresome x-rated stuff, don't ya ? Sf was in the opposite cowgirl position putting a working on me, those magical hips slowing moving with intricate purpose and that intention was to make me burst forth. Now that takes me back to the whole competitive affair, she was behind mark wise ( in terms of cumming ) and was looking to mount back into the race………To be continued



Still with me ? I know you are J ! ! ! Now like I previously stated SF was trying to make me explode, I felt like a clip bomb ticking ..slowly the timekeeper counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my laborious to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything weird to get my focus but hazard what ? This woman was a magician, a witch a compounding of Hermine ( From Harry ceramicist ) and a erotica star. No quantity of absorption was going to dissuade her from her goal. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the disaster movies you've watched that had John Major explosions….think about Ryu from Street attack aircraft upper cutting an old woman and that's what happened to me. It took every apothecaries' ounce of my someone not to make any type of sound…I had to canalise the emotional state of hulk Hogan to remain silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like heaven and red velvet cake….yes that commodity. I wasn't even focused on the chopper ride…no no…I had my eyes focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my plan in motion, after a quick clean up dinner was succeeding on the agenda and trust me, what I wanted wasn't on the bill of fare. Now I can't secern you bozo where we went but I will tell you that it was one of those places where if you bring someone there you're definitely getting some that night…no questions asked. Dimly lit and not too crowded we proceeded to go through the apparent movement of ordering food for thought and drunkenness, making eye contact ever so often communicating our wants and desires. Our seating wasn't the traditional across the table fashion, we were seated directly next to each other which made my conquering even easier. My plan was to slowly transfer her stockings and pantie as the server brought out the food for thought and drinks but what I didn't expect was to feel nothing but leg when I slid my hand under the mesa ! ! ! Seems like SF had architectural plan of her own. Looking up at me with a mischievous grin, I already knew what time it was or did I ( Dramatic Music ) ? She began kissing my neck, working her way up and then sensually whispering"swordplay with my pussy"My finger's breadth did the cha cha sloping trough with her kitten. Getting wet enough to drown Free Willy, oh but I wasn't done…all the admission had been brought out and I figured we'd have at least 25 instant before our waiter came in and checked on us and that's when I"accidentally"dropped my fork. Quickly I dropped down under the table to recollect my ramification and to taste some of the off the menu delights.

I don't know if she was shocked by anything I did anymore but I know she enjoyed every minute of it. You may ask how do I know if she did ? Well I'm not one to brag or boast but I don't looseness when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to place extra emphasis on that one. Plus when her stage are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a sign of the zodiac that you're doing something right. Any eccentric of intimate act in pubic takes an Brobdingnagian amount of strength not to express pleasure in the tatty way possible, it's a natural human reaction to moan, wow, blurt out four letter words or even proclaim our love ( skin brass ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can someone pleassssseeee bring the check"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the table chin and sassing still having traces of her wetness on it, SF licked all of her juices off and said we have to get back to the way now. The waiter came back to our postpone nib in mitt, he curiously stared at our untouched food and drinks but I don't think he was able to put it all together

You would have thought SF robbed the place the way she bolted on ... by the sentence I stepped understructure out the restaurant she was already in a cab yelling at me to hurry up. My expectation was building ... virtually likely due to the headway in the cab ... the way she brought me to near culmination then stopped ... the laugh she let out when she saw my anguish ... I could not wait to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd take in got it on in the hotel hall but I love my exemption so I could wait a boulder clay I got in the room. Mannnnn once that door opened ... .it was gross raw wildcat lust at its all right ... clothes were literally ripped off ... fuck the monetary value of the outfit, it was all about pleasure at this item ! !

There Sf was, naked ... every curve accounted for ... I wish you all could portion this view..this was art ... this was a masterpiece ... this was ... .about to get nasty real quick. I quickly bent her over and tasted the pussy from the rear, there was a duffle bag on the English of me, it took a hour to feel around but I was able to chance some interest items ... lets see..we have hand handcuff ... bondage tape not to note the ice on the dresser this was gon na be fun.
She was so enamored with what was happening to her she did n't even realize what was about to go down. It 's amazing what tongue on a pussy will do to a female, the euphoric tactile sensation ... the lack of unity surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's arms were tied up to the bed mail service using the slavery tape ... her branch wrapped around my waist ..ankles handcuffed, all I needed was plenty room to use the bucket of ice and to delight her cashbox she squirted ... yes squirted ! I moved along her body with the ice ... fillet and focusing on every spotlight the seemed to announce the slightest intimation of joy. I do n't call up there 's decent time to explain to you how many multiplication Sf let loose but I will tell you all that the sheets needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I guess ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would think as a lot as she came Sf would be knocked out .... shit near was but she was like a boxer in the concluding circle moving off of straight inherent aptitude and epinephrin. That combining would get the best of me ... pushed down onto a chair l, my arms and ft were restrained by the bondage tape measure, with my tool standing at attending Sf slipped on a prophylactic and hinge upon me like it was the death pipe she 'd be receiving. Control your breathing ... keep in line your breathing ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her head cock back as she dug her nails in my berm almost made me say chicane breathing all together lol. My break put is when she reversed lieu and I had to watch that ass leap up and down ... it 's only so much a man can take ... the view and her cunt was just immaculate ... and just like thought a dig a nut right into her ( protected by the condom of track ) heavy breathing was the only sound that was heard ... no words were spoken for a few moments. I was unbrace and SF collapsed on the bed exhausted and satisfied, me..tired as I was went to eat my solid food that was previously neglected ... if you saw the bill you 'd be doing the same matter ... I had the woman I wanted naked, and memory board that last for a while ... I 'd say this was a in force V-day