A random night out. My daughter and I were getting prepare in my flat. We arrived at the club and made a grand piano entranceway. You turned around the same consequence and our eyes met.

The sheer voltage of the spark that erupted between us could power up a small town. I smiled at you, the character of grinning that you'd say thaw you. You smiled back, checking me out from my question, through my corset enhanced curves and tailored trouser, to the crest of my Joseph Black stilettoes. You glanced around, the former Guy in the bar were gaping. You felt a boot of alfa male pride that this gorgeous little matter is smiling just at you. How could I not smile, when there you were ... looking so hot in jeans and sport buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my hips. 'Nice surprise ; glad you could wee-wee it'I said casually, but you could see the devils dancing in my eyes. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the evening proper. alcoholic drink and dancing, we all tried to make the C. H. Best of it.
You and I however gravitated all Night towards one another. Discretely. Like when you stood behind me at the crowded bar, waiting to society your cocktail, with your bridge player firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the table, you felt my hired hand on you squeezing your penis through your jeans. The tension was getting almost unbearable, we enjoyed every instant of it.

Late during the nighttime I texted you to holler it a night and cope with me in my place in 10min. I said my good-by and left. You followed shortly after. I texted you again that the door is give and you should just come in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the flat, it was lit only by a undivided lamp. You could n't see me anywhere, but you could see the shower running. You walked towards the bathroom door and opened it slowly. The intact place was full-of-the-moon of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me open the shower door and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a special invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly irresistible devil'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the same place, the same time. You stripped and came into the shower. We stood there, under hot waterfall, feasting our eyes on the ken of our naked bodies. Both of us suddenly scared to make a move, to spoil the moment. I broke the impasse, took your mitt and placed it over my pectus. I covered it with my one medal and rested the other on your heart. I said 'it 's me, my deliciousness, it 's just me'. You let out a trench sigh and put your other hand around my waist pulling me nigh. We stood like that for a piece, waiting for the world of the situation to lapse in.

I raised my bridge player and crossed them behind your head caressing your neck opening and articulatio humeri. You looked down on me, your heart darkened with desire. You touched the position of my face with your hand, your quarter round sliding over my blue lip. The one you 'd roll in the hay to bite. I pressed my physical structure against yours, feeling your erection. It was so near to be capable to feel you, no jacket crown, shirts or blouses between us. Just skin to skin. Your hands started moving exploring my spine, waistline and hips. I placed a gentle kiss on your bureau, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your thorax. Your palms cupped my titty and my nails dug into your second joint. I heard you growl and you whispered in my ear 'Vous êtes si belle ... Ma chéri'.

You lifted me in your arms and carried me over to the bedroom. You laid me onto the bed and stood over admiring me. I reached out for your hired hand and pulled you on top of me. I wanted, needed to feel the weight of your body on mine. The fact that you were strong enough to crush me with one script was a turn on. We rolled in the sheets and now I was on top. I straightened my binding and looked down on you. 'Do you trust me ?'Yes, you said grabbing my pelvic girdle and trying to drive me onto your big, hard gumshoe. I swayed my hips and told you in fundament interpreter to let go. Your hired hand fell limp. I laughed and said that I liked when you obeyed me so eagerly. And that respect is always rewarded.

I kissed you, but did n't lay off at the lips. I moved down, slowly, covering your body with sensual kisses, biting all the sensitive spots on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with slight apprehension. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel secure ?'.'I do ... with you'you said. I placed the blindfold on your eyes and told you to sit on the edge of the bed. I took your hand and guided you to the exact fleck. I told you to place your deal back for support and stick like that no matter what.

You felt me standing right in forepart of you. I caressed your grimace, my lips chasing my fingers, going down ... down ... I spread your legs and knelt between them, kissing your breadbasket while my hands were going up and down your legs. You heard me giggle and say 'see ... that 's where me being a hobbit and you being so tall comes in handy. My lips are on perfective top when I'm kneeling in front end of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut shortly when you felt my tongue tracing the entire length of your member. My mouth covered your Ball, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the base and worked all the way up. Your external respiration became erratic. After long minutes of doing just that, caressing your dick with my clapper, lips and script, but not taking it into my sassing it became nearly a torture for you.
'Please ...'
'Please what ?'
'Please, you 're killing me ...'
'Verbalize your needs, baby'
'Take me in your mouth, I need to feel you'

And you did ... slowly I circled your tip with my tongue. A shiver run down your entire body. You were so damn grueling that for a moment I thought I might have got pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the thin stock. You felt the warmth and the sissiness of inside of my back talk when I took you in. With no warning I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your spiritualist tip over and over again. My manpower were stroking you and squeezing your balls. You were gasping for air. Your hip joint started to campaign forward and your muscular tissue started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had other architectural plan for you than to let you finish then and there. You grunted with disappointment over abrupt pulling out. I laughed. Your paw went to your face to hit the blindfold. I caught your carpus and said 'you were not given permit'. Your hand returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your penis in my bridge player and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the lord 's gens in vain. That 's how incredibly tight, hot and wet I was around you. You were filling me up so perfectly. I kissed you deeply and whispered, 'you are permitted to equal'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your hired hand immediately went to my hips, to my back, everywhere you could. You were holding me close, feeling my titty on your chest. I repositioned myself slightly and said 'now, close your eyes as i remove the blindfold. Keep them closed unless I tell you otherwise'. You nodded in understanding. I removed your blindfold and kissed your lid. I pulled you penny-pinching and you rested your chin on my shoulder joint. My hips started to sway again, a seductive dance, with you buried rich inside my pussy. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the first-class honours degree thing you saw was our reflection in the wardrobe mirror. Me on top of you, your hands on my ass, my hips moving up and down and in round. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the rate .'I 'm gon na cum'you heard me rustling and you observed in the mirror how my back arches, how my body tenses ... you felt my pussy pulsating around you, squeezing your penis even tighter ... it went on ... and on ... and on ... 'Gods ...'you heard me moan your name.

It was too practically ... a sensory overload. With a deeply growl you grabbed my pelvic arch and impaled me on you with nearly savage force ... and again ... and again ..., your oculus fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum deep inside me. I felt it so laborious and I came again, form of an aftershock.

You fell back on the bed, I laid on top of you. We were both spent. You kissed the top of my drumhead and caressed my spine. I looked up. Your cheek was so calm in that moment, grin wandering on your mouth. You pulled me closer and held me in your arm. heating system from your body was keeping me warm. I sighed with message and slack up totally.

I must give birth fallen asleep. I woke up to your digit massaging my clit. My arms were over my head, tied to the bed with my own scarf. You looked at me with that devilish grin and said 'guess who 's the master now fragrance ... ? '