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

"Good morning ”. My eyes 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, guess I could expect two or three moment. 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 other a minuscule Thomas More ?"We sat together on the sofa, as her hired man massaged my human knee. thrill went up and down my spine. Her simple tank car top hid nothing from my bore eyes. I breathed in deeply, absorbing her enticing aroma.

She responded :

"I am a wild peak, a flowing river, the moon in all its aura, the ambition in the aloofness. I take in maximum joy every day.

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

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

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

"Your heart is deep. Your soul is far inviolable than you obviously know."

I was self-conscious. I was in my messy piazza. I was sitting, wearing only my loose underpants from the previous day. I was with this occult woman I had enjoyed greatly, but barely knew. Her enticing breasts were a few foundation from my hands and backtalk. Her sandals exposed her purple toenails which glittered brightly. Her abruptly shorts could easily be taken off.

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

"I know you are open to me. Your cuteness draws me, even if you aren't aware of it. I trust my intuition. I'm rarely wrong. I want our link 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 right hand with both of mine, beginning to tint her. I felt our Energy Department blend in that instant. Her hand was easy. There was also a realise strength pulsating into me. I softly rubbed her laurel wreath with one hand, feeling its warmth. My former hand felt the rings on her fingers, some additional smoothness, with a fiddling coolness, contrasting with the warmth.

She closed her eyes and relaxed.

I moved one hand up her arm and felt clearly defined musculus. I kissed her little fingerbreadth, and she moved it into my mouth. I sucked her fingers gently, as she softly murmured pleasurable sounds.

I moved to snog her. We had a long, wide-eyed, but rich, kiss. We both groaned. I opened my eyes and felt her trust. My manpower explored her face, cervix, and the dorsum of her head.

I took my time. I was absorbing a good deal about this stranger, who I was beginning to feel deeply connected to. My script massaged her caput. It didn't take words for me to understand that she appreciated my focus. She made soft sound and moved with me. My hired man continued exploring one of my favorite areas of women's bodies.

I gently nuzzled her forehead, and then moved to her pinna. I lightly touched her earlobe. She moaned. It was obvious that she wanted more aid in these sore areas. I licked her earlobe and her speech sound grew a little louder. My tongue 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 grow on both of us.

She interrupted me saying :

"What about you ?"to which I replied :

"Relax. relish the moments."

It was incredible to palpate her passion building. I gently touched her face, tone and hearing her respiration accelerate noticeably. I kissed her brim and then began gently moving an index finger finger along their boundary.



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

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

My spit and eye finger attacked her mamilla, and she exploded ! I jumped back, not expecting so much, so soon. I breathed in heavily, taking in as practically as I could. Her splendid 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 gamy and eminent and harder and harder.

I am definitely a"titty lover ”. The more I touch, the more I want to celebrate this vivid focus.

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

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

She reluctantly let go.

I began rubbing her sweet ass, feeling both its strength and its softness. I first nuzzled her with my aspect, moving slowly down past her boobs. I loved her obvious strength, and her shapely stooge. She responded to my touch in various ways.



As my touch in nominal head approached her legs, she squirmed, and tried to tug her pussy towards my face. I slowed her down with my body. She also reacted in back, trying to engage with my hired hand and arms. Gradually my hands left her sweet ass, as I began touching her legs. It was sluttish, generating louder and louder groan. I was so close to her sweet, soothing, and almost tickling her inner thigh area.

I slowed down. Her movements sped up, as I rubbed and licked her soft legs. I was glad to increase her sugariness pussy's pleadings for attention, which for the here and now I seemingly ignored. Gentle torture is something I love to dedicate, and her reply made decipherable that I was having the desired effect.

I could easily smell her sweetness. I wasn't quite ready to get there. Spending more time than was necessary was helpful in increasing her tension and reaction. Without any words, I could hear her heroic begging for alleviation. I was not to be rushed.

I moved into her glower leg area, further pushed her. I soothed her hefty grim legs, moving fairly quickly to her ankles, and then her feet. My fingers and mouth both savored a few of her toes, getting squeals of joy, as a diversion from her essence.

I then moved rapidly back up her legs, and lightly kissed her mellisonant pussy, to her great surprise. My tongue explored her prohibited slit lips, as well as her small-scale, beautiful patch of light hair. She wanted my lingua to seize her - inside, but she had to wait.

I savored the domain around her lips, taking in their warmheartedness and soothing energy. My finger's breadth went back to her upper legs, as her rattling passion grew increasingly apparent.

My spit savored my 1st taste of wonder, as I entered her moist, delicate, incredible pussy. I love to explore the inner wonders of my lover. She was very, very limited. Her wetness really turned me on. Her womanishness was incredibly alluring. I explored as a great deal as I could, nearing her clitoris. 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 relief down a little, I continued feeling her moist, incredibly wonderful, cunt field. She began to get very agitated again, and I knew it wouldn't be long. I hardly touched her clit at all. It didn't take serious effort on my contribution. 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 make to wait. I backed off a little, and touched her edges, outside of the inner wonder zone, and she shook and screamed loudly. I moved inside again and another burst 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 back. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a colorful bandanna which she tied around my head, fully covering my brass. I was then gently turned over. I was surprised, and also excited at facing the unsung with my new lover.

She applied a picayune insistence to my articulatio humeri and began massaging my neck and amphetamine back. Her soft ass was against mine. Occasionally her pleasant-tasting breasts nuzzled me in versatile berth. Gradually she moved down my spine, and then she touched my butt briefly, moving then to my legs.



She also knew a little about torture ! She was oh, so close to my bursting balls. She rubbed me expertly everywhere I could imagine, except where I wanted her deal to be. She kissed my stub. Her fingers softly touched it in various position, but really focused on the sensible contribution of my amphetamine legs.

I was then abruptly turned over. I was so protruding as my hard-on had been getting squeezed below me, though I couldn't see anything. I jumped a good foot into the air. Two feathers were tickling me, moving rapidly where I least ask them.

Oh, it felt incredible ! My pissed musket ball were loosened up by her indistinctness. She was totally whimsical in approach, attacking one underarm as well as my sides, followed by my neck and various parts of my cheek. This went on for a few hour. She had seemingly forgotten…

Suddenly her lips attacked me in a most sensitive smirch. I exploded, filling her oral fissure. After a few bit, 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 niggling. I don't really commend what happened.

Gradually we began touching each other, low lightly and loosely, and gradually to a greater extent and more than intensely.

I wanted more connection with respective piece of her. Her nipples grew large and pointed as my deal explored her entire tit area. She reacted with confection groan as my fingers explored her honeyed ass. A gentle insertion inside a small way, brought intense ventilation, and more phone of pleasure.

She, too, wanted more of me. My balls were sucked so gently, yet with such warmth. My ass was explored in not so unlike ways. My shaft was growing to her obvious pleasure. She didn't need to do much to stimulate its expansion.

Finally, she took off my blindfold, and we both passionately embraced each other, as deeply as we could. Our tongues explored each other most passionately. Our dresser meshed. I felt the intensity of her boob rubbing me furiously. My putz touched her in versatile lieu, as it sought her wonderful pussy.

I turned her around, and she readily welcomed my rooster's wild thrust. She pushed back as we stood against the room's wall, intensely seeking what we both desperately wanted. I grabbed her titty, pinching her nipples, and she screamed loudly :

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

I have no melodic theme how long we thrust against each early. We each got louder and louder, and moved faster and faster, as our orgasms approached. We both were sweating profusely, as we lost all ascendence. I licked her neck, and occasionally an ear. She reached back, and rubbed whatever she could reach.

I know that we both had incredibly intense sexual climax, but quite honestly, I don't call back those substantial moments.

We slowly calmed down in each other's arms. We smiled, enjoying looking at our fellow nude partner. Our contact was soft and short. We held hands, and lightly kissed each other. Our soft rubbing in many areas was very soothing. We shared a light snack, each feeding pocket-sized sharpness to our associate fan.

We didn't need to say much ! We both knew it wouldn't be long until we were together again. After a good rest together, we'd perhaps talking and really get word Sir Thomas More about each other, or - perhaps - perhaps, there would be more ?