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

"Good forenoon ”. My eyes opened rapidly as I heard :

"have you missed me ? It's only been three days, but I want you now."

I replied :

"When would you care to get together ?"She answered :

"Well, guess I could wait two or three moment. I'm in good order 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 former a little Sir Thomas More ?"We sat together on the couch, as her hand massaged my knee. Shivers went up and down my backbone. Her simple-minded armoured combat vehicle top hid nothing from my eager optic. I breathed in deeply, absorbing her enticing aroma.

She responded :

"I am a wild flower, a flowing river, the moon in all its nimbus, the dream in the space. I take in maximum delight every day.

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

"I knew you in your yesteryear liveliness. of import affair bound us tightly."

"But, I'm just a normal guy. I've done cypher of significance."

"Your fondness is inscrutable. Your soul is far stronger than you obviously know."

I was self-aware. I was in my messy place. I was sitting, wearing only my idle underpants from the previous day. I was with this mysterious woman I had enjoyed greatly, but barely knew. Her enticing boob were a few feet from my hands and mouth. Her sandals exposed her purple toenails which glittered brightly. Her little underdrawers 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 connection 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 veracious script with both of mine, beginning to advert her. I felt our energies blend in that moment. Her mitt was soft. There was also a clean military capability pulsating into me. I softly rubbed her palm with one helping hand, feeling its warmth. My early hand felt the halo on her finger's breadth, some extra fluency, with a little frigidity, contrasting with the warmth.

She closed her centre and relaxed.

I moved one hired man up her arm and felt clearly defined brawniness. I kissed her short finger, and she moved it into my sass. I sucked her digit gently, as she softly murmured enjoyable sounds.

I moved to kiss her. We had a long, mere, but deep, snog. We both groaned. I opened my eyes and felt her confidence. My manus explored her aspect, neck, and the cover of her head.

I took my time. I was absorbing much about this unknown, who I was beginning to sense deeply connected to. My hands massaged her head. It didn't take Holy Writ for me to read that she appreciated my direction. She made soft sounds and moved with me. My hands continued exploring one of my favorite areas of fair sex's bodies.

I gently nuzzled her brow, and then moved to her ear. I lightly touched her ear lobe. She moaned. It was obvious that she wanted Sir Thomas More attention in these sensitive expanse. I licked her earlobe and her sounds grew a little louder. My glossa thoroughly explored her ears.

I felt my own arousal building as she got turned on. My natural language moved to her neck which I knew would further turn on both of us.

She interrupted me saying :

"What about you ?"to which I replied :

"Relax. Enjoy the moments."

It was incredible to feel her passion building. I gently touched her side, feeling and hearing her ventilation accelerate noticeably. I kissed her back talk and then began gently moving an power finger along their edges.



She moved rapidly, suddenly pulling her top fully off, exposing her alluring breasts. I felt her passion as the intensiveness of her ventilation grew. My finger moved to the sharpness of her knocker. I knew that she wanted much more.

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

My tongue and halfway fingerbreadth attacked her nipples, and she exploded ! I jumped back, not expecting so much, so soon. I breathed in heavily, taking in as much as I could. Her magnificent titty were toned, tanned and simply gorgeous.

As her sexual climax subsided, I continued to focus on both titty. I took in their softness. She moaned lightly. I was getting in high spirits and higher and harder and harder.

I am definitely a"dummy lover ”. The more I touch, the more I want to keep this intense focus.

After this I spent plenty of time doing what I love. My bouquet then interrupted me, grabbing my erect rooster, inserting it rapidly into her moist oral cavity. After a little exquisite torture, I said :

"hold 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 forcefulness and its fuzziness. I first nuzzled her with my side, moving slowly down past her pinhead. I loved her obvious forte, and her shapely tush. She responded to my soupcon in versatile ways.



As my touch in battlefront approached her legs, she squirmed, and tried to push her slit 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 paw left her sweet ass, as I began touching her wooden leg. It was slow, generating louder and louder groan. I was so close to her sugariness, soothing, and almost tickling her inner thigh area.

I slowed down. Her movements sped up, as I rubbed and licked her indulgent legs. I was happy to increase her sweet slit's pleadings for attention, which for the moment I seemingly ignored. Gentle torment is something I love to present, and her responses made clear that I was having the desired effect.

I could easily smell her sweetness. I wasn't quite quick to get there. Spending more time than was necessary was helpful in increasing her tension and answer. Without any words, I could find out her heroic begging for succour. I was not to be rushed.

I moved into her lower leg area, further pushed her. I soothed her brawny low-toned legs, moving fairly quickly to her mortise joint, and then her feet. My fingers and mouth both savored a few of her toes, getting squeals of delight, as a diversionary attack from her essence.

I then moved rapidly back up her legs, and lightly kissed her sweet kitty, to her great surprise. My tongue explored her outer cunt lips, as well as her small-scale, beautiful plot of brightness hair. She wanted my tongue to snap up her - inside, but she had to wait.

I savored the area around her lips, taking in their warmth and soothing zip. My fingers went back to her upper peg, as her howling heat grew increasingly apparent.

My tongue savored my first taste of wonderment, as I entered her moist, flabby, incredible kitty. I love to research the inner wonders of my lover. She was very, very extra. Her wetness really turned me on. Her softness was incredibly alluring. I explored as a lot as I could, nearing her button. Suddenly, she came extremely powerfully. She screamed out, as her consistency convulsed rapidly. It surprised me, because I had just started.

After a few minutes of letting her rest down a niggling, I continued feeling her moist, incredibly wonderful, slit area. 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 part. 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 have to wait. I backed off a fiddling, and touched her edges, outside of the interior wonderment zone, and she shook and screamed loudly. I moved inside again and another explosion came very quickly.

I stopped again, holding her closely. She relaxed. Her breathing gradually slowed over the next various minutes.

I was surprised when she gently moved me onto my backbone. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a colorful bandana which she tied around my head, fully covering my face. I was then gently turned over. I was surprised, and also excited at facing the unknown with my new lover.

She applied a little pressure to my shoulders and began massaging my neck opening and upper back. Her subdued ass was against mine. Occasionally her luscious breast nuzzled me in various dapple. Gradually she moved down my back, 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 globe. She rubbed me expertly everywhere I could think, except where I wanted her deal to be. She kissed my butt joint. Her fingers softly touched it in various space, but really focused on the sensitive parts of my upper legs.

I was then abruptly turned over. I was so relieved as my erecting had been getting squeezed below me, though I couldn't see anything. I jumped a good foot into the air. Two feathering were tickling me, moving rapidly where I least expected them.

Oh, it felt incredible ! My wet musket ball were loosened up by her softness. She was totally impulsive in approaching, attacking one underarm as well as my sides, followed by my neck and respective constituent of my face. This went on for a few minute. She had seemingly forgotten…

Suddenly her backtalk attacked me in a most sensitive spot. I exploded, filling her oral cavity. After a few mo, she moved to my formerly aching Ball, and I was lost, breathing heavily, totally exhausted, and totally exhilarated.

I reached for my passion, and we held each former tight. Perhaps we snoozed a piffling. I don't really commemorate what happened.

Gradually we began touching each former, first of all lightly and loosely, and gradually to a greater extent and more intensely.

I wanted Thomas More connection with versatile parts of her. Her mamilla grew large and pointed as my handwriting explored her entire bosom surface area. She reacted with sugared groan as my finger explored her sugariness ass. A gentle insertion inside a low way, brought acute breathing, and Sir Thomas More sounds of pleasure.

She, too, wanted Sir Thomas More of me. My Lucille Ball were sucked so gently, yet with such lovingness. My ass was explored in not so dissimilar ways. My cock was growing to her obvious pleasure. She didn't need to do much to stimulate its enlargement.

Finally, she took off my blindfold, and we both passionately embraced each other, as deeply as we could. Our natural language explored each former most passionately. Our chests meshed. I felt the intensity of her breasts rubbing me furiously. My prick touched her in various station, as it sought her rattling pussy.

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

"throw me More ! I want all of you !"

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

I know that we both had incredibly acute orgasms, but quite honestly, I don't think those significant moments.

We slowly calmed down in each other's sleeve. We smiled, enjoying looking at our fellow naked partner. Our tinge was diffuse and get off. We held hands, and lightly kissed each former. Our soft friction in many expanse was very soothing. We shared a luminosity bite, each feeding diminished bites 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 dependable sleep together, we'd perhaps talk and really learn Sir Thomas More about each former, or - perhaps - perhaps, there would be more ?