Valentine's Day, the effect where love and sometimes lust is universally celebrated by the masses. Flowers, chocolate and dinner are the norm and nothing's haywire with that but me, I like to go above and beyond. This Victory Day was going to be epic ! There was one woman who I wanted to spend this event with, Simone F or SF for dead, blessed with tomentum down to her shoulder's, a sun tanned caramel complexion that gave off the coming into court of Red Indian heritage and a smile that while I never told her, made any rainy day instantly gay. Mushy I know ! So to deepen that let's get to the body type, I could start with her amazing breast but I'll go with those gorgeous pegleg. Oh how I couldn't wait to fondle them, biff and situation kisses all over them. Those long and tranquil stunner, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my shank while I plunged interior of her ( Note to self, I had to make this happen ). Now onto to those stick chest ! Simone was a slight adult female so I was surprisingly caught off guard by the 36 C's, man they were nice I found myself envying her bra at times, being capable to constantly take such grandness. Now I talked to a few females during this time but no topic which one of them I spent sentence with SF was always at the top of my list, so it was only right I made this evening especial. Now before I give you all the rundown of the festivity, I understand Simone isn't my girlfriend, but we dig each other and I like to go out great impressions, with that said tympan roll please ( No really drum whorl guy cable )

Our day started with a trip to our hotel, now I know what you're thinking….story over, right ? Nope, we checked in around 3 and dropped our bags off, freshening up and changing into our garb for the even. I wore a nice sports coat and slump along with some idler, no need to get into tops detail about my turnout, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would draw her look, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, second joint distance clothes that hugged every curve left me speechless and to top it off she had on some black heels that screamed"Fuck me ”. I wasn't even trying to give the elbow room and before I knew it my weapon system were around her waist, kissing along her neck and shoulder joint, we were freshly dressed and make to go but I didn't maintenance, we had time to vote down and I couldn't leave without getting at least a taste. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up to much ripped stockings and absent panties, took off my blazer and loosened up the tie, dumbfound my case between, topnotch lingua arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so practically I began thinking it was my public figure. One thing I enjoyed about SF was her competitive nature, her anything you can do I can do just wit, so before long my pant were removed. After being sucked with such vigor and heat. It would be disesteem if I didn't cum, for her, I had to give her my cum ! Now it was to re-freshen up before heading to learn a 30 minute Helicopter tour of NYC. Upon reaching the heliport Simone's jaw dropped, in no way did she ever expect something like this. After being briefed about ruler & regulations, safety and parking brake place we were off ! The view was amazing and even though SF was enjoying the tour the way my arm was being gripped I could severalise she was a fiddling unquiet about being so high up.

It's only so much you can say to calm a person's nerve when you're over a grand fundament in the air, luckily I didn't plan to say anything. I had requested SF to pack about four duo of stockings, she questioned the request but there was a understanding behind it, especially with her being on her second pack. My right arm draped around her shoulders as I placed my left hand unto her thigh, ripping into the stocking. Placing my hand inside I slowly began rubbing the interior sphere. Simone's expression went from one of concern to intrigue as I continued rubbing, manus creeping up slowly, SF's prediction growing with every touch. Her body tensed up as I reached her starting signal clit, glancing over at me Simone bit her buttocks lip and looked down, I followed her eyes and saw that her pegleg were spreading, granting me handing over. Two fingers slid inside, exploring it's new locating, SF's back slid up against the seat, my finger tunneling upwards. The expression on her brass was invaluable, whether it was the biting of her rear lip to take her moans or her eyes rolling every which way, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. Trying to gain some semblance of control SF began grinding on my two digit, her hip control was amaze and I knew I had to replace those finger's breadth and put something else inside of her immediately. With my liberate hand I pulled the condom out my pocket and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grin appeared across her face. With surprising speed, SF had my cock out of my pants, rubber placed on. I don't know if this would pull in me a member of the naut mi high golf-club but shit I didn't precaution, how many mass can say they had whirlybird sex ? But decent about my privileged sentiment, you guys want to get a line about the adventurous x-rated poppycock, don't ya ? Sf was in the reverse cowgirl lieu putting a working on me, those sorcerous pelvic arch slowing moving with intricate purpose and that purpose was to make me explode. Now that takes me back to the solid competitive thing, she was behind account wise ( in terms of cumming ) and was looking to climb back into the race………To be continued



Still with me ? I know you are J ! ! ! Now like I previously stated SF was trying to bring in me burst, I felt like a time bomb ticking ..slowly the timer counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my hardest to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything Wyrd to get my centering but hazard what ? This womanhood was a superstar, a beldame a combination of Hermine ( From Harry Potter ) and a erotica whizz. No amount of denseness was going to deter her from her goal. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the disaster picture show you've watched that had major explosions….think about Ryu from Street Fighter upper cutting an old char and that's what happened to me. It took every snow leopard of my soul not to make any character of sound…I had to canalise the look of heavyweight Hogan to remain silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like heaven and red velvet cake….yes that in effect. I wasn't even focused on the whirlybird ride…no no…I had my eyes focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my plan in apparent movement, after a ready clean up dinner party was following on the agenda and trust me, what I wanted wasn't on the card. Now I can't separate you guy wire where we went but I will evidence 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 motions of ordering nutrient and swallow, making eye middleman 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 former which made my conquering even easier. My plan was to slowly remove her stockings and panties as the waiter brought out the food and crapulence but what I didn't expect was to feel nothing but leg when I slid my hired man under the tabular array ! ! ! Seems like SF had program of her own. Looking up at me with a mischievous grin, I already knew what time it was or did I ( Dramatic medicine ) ? She began kissing my neck, working her way up and then sensually whispering"fun with my slit"My fingers did the cha cha slide with her kitten. Getting wet enough to drown Free Willy, oh but I wasn't done…all the entrees 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 forking. Quickly I dropped down under the board to retrieve my branching 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 be intimate if she did ? Well I'm not one to gas or brag but I don't play when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to target special emphasis on that one. Plus when her legs are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a mark that you're doing something right. Any type of sexual act in pubic takes an immense amount of strength not to give tongue to pleasure in the brassy way potential, it's a natural human reaction to moan, howler, blurt out four letter countersign or even proclaim our love ( Hides face ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can someone pleassssseeee bring the hitch"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the table Kuki-Chin and lip still having hint 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 tabulate throwaway in hired hand, he curiously stared at our untouched intellectual nourishment and crapulence but I don't think he was able-bodied to put it all together

You would get thought SF robbed the seat the way she bolted on ... by the prison term I stepped foot out the restaurant she was already in a cab yelling at me to hurry up. My prediction was building ... near in all probability due to the caput in the cab ... the way she brought me to near climax then stopped ... the laugh she let out when she saw my anguish ... I could not hold off to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd accept got it on in the hotel hall but I love my freedom so I could wait a till I got in the room. Mannnnn once that door opened ... .it was pure raw savage lust at its finest ... dress were literally ripped off ... fuck the cost of the outfit, it was all about joy at this degree ! !

There Sf was, naked ... every curve accounted for ... I wish you all could share this view..this was art ... this was a masterpiece ... this was ... .about to get filthy real quick. I quickly bent her over and tasted the pussycat from the spine, there was a duffle bag bag on the side of meat of me, it took a min to feel around but I was able to find some interesting items ... lets see..we have handwriting cuffs ... thrall tapeline not to mention the ice on the dresser this was gon na be fun.
She was so charm 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 slit will do to a female, the euphoric feeling ... the lack of ones surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's arms were tied up to the bed post using the bondage tape recording ... her legs wrapped around my shank ..ankles handcuffed, all I needed was enough way to use the bucketful of ice and to please her boulder clay she squirted ... yes squirted ! I moved along her consistency with the ice ... fillet and focusing on every spot the seemed to announce the slight intimation of joy. I do n't think there 's enough prison term to explain to you how many sentence Sf let relax but I will separate you all that the sheets needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I dead reckoning ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would think as practically as she came Sf would be knocked out .... damn near was but she was like a boxer in the last cycle moving off of unbowed instinct and adrenaline. That combination would get the best of me ... pushed down onto a chair l, my arms and infantry were restrained by the bondage tape measure, with my dick standing at attention Sf slipped on a condom and bait me like it was the stopping point tube she 'd be receiving. curb your breathing ... ensure your ventilation ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her question cock back as she dug her nails in my shoulders almost made me say bonk breathing all together lol. My breaking put is when she reversed positions and I had to determine that ass leaping up and down ... it 's only so very much a man can take ... the aspect and her puss was just immaculate ... and just like thought a shot a nut right into her ( protected by the rubber of trend ) heavy external respiration was the only when speech sound that was heard ... no news were spoken for a few present moment. I was untied and SF collapsed on the bed exhausted and satisfied, me..tired as I was went to eat my food that was previously neglected ... if you saw the bill you 'd be doing the Same thing ... I had the charwoman I wanted naked, and storage that finale for a while ... I 'd say this was a ripe Victory Day