Jacques Louis David watched the woman lying next to him. Alex stirred in her quietus and he smiled. Even in the Moon the harsh direct contrast between her suntanned hands and face and the respite of her trunk was clearly visible. Her tegument was blench, a thing he had never expected or encountered before in a darkness haired fair sex. Would it feel soft ? He did not know. They were mate, zero more.

But here she was, nearly naked in his bed.

Just four calendar month ago they had met. She was different. Her posture, the way she behaved, it drove him half-baked. Just to annoy her he had called her 'her near staying power'. She had shrugged it off and continued to work out. A week later nearly everyone had picked up that nickname. And he regretted it.

hiding in cover, waiting for the trench mortar fire to die down they had started to talk, really talk.

Somehow, after that, they ended up spending virtually of their free time together. Bantering away the boring multiplication, talking, laughing. Mostly about him, his family, his life back home.

request her about hers the only reply he got was"There is no-one ”. And he had understood.

He had come back a calendar month ago. Settling back into his minuscule flat, disbursal time with his sept, shagging a few girls he realized that he missed her. They had not lost impinging so after she was back and on leave he invited her over.

Only this morning time he had picked her up at the place. There had been an bunglesome moment, seeing each other in plain apparel for the first fourth dimension. But she was just the same and that mo had passed.

Naturally they had ended up in a pub. It had been a good even, bantering like no time had passed, laughing and drinking.

And now she was here. Lying in his bed. And he could not catch some Z's. As she turned again the tankful top nearly exposed all of her small bosom.

It would be wrong to touch her. They were teammate. But still he reached out.

Jacques Louis David had barely felt the soft warm skin when here centre opened. Startled he stopped, even held his breath.. His hand lay heavy on her exposed breast, he felt her mamilla. Slowly he closed his eyes.

She would get up. She would take the air away. She would punch him, kick him before she left.

Eventually he had to give forth, felt her move. His fingers brushed over her skin, the material of her shirt. Then he lost tangency, felt her moving succeeding to him.

Suddenly he felt her finger at the seam of his shorts, pulling them down. He nearly flinched back as he felt her farsighted whisker brushing his tegument. And then he felt her lips, drew a deep breath an tensed up.

Her lips placed a diffuse kiss on the tip of his dick. Slowly, tenderly she continued, kissed her way down his peter to his balls. He barely dared to breath. Feeling her lips, her breath sent chill down his spine and made his eubstance react. Suddenly he felt her tongue, licking his nut, gasped. As slowly as before she worked her way up again. This fourth dimension she only used her knife and by the time she had reached the top his shaft stood upright and he opened his center again.

Alex'typeface was hidden behind a caul of farsighted dark hair's-breadth. He could not see it but he felt her. Licking, teasing him with soft circling strokes. As she took him in her sassing he gasped. It was hot and wet and she started to suck immediately.

This must be a ambition. Her well-nigh staying power giving him a nous. And a good one. He moaned as her deal closed around his balls, massaged them while her mouth still worked on his cock.

Reluctantly he reached down, brushed her haircloth aside that he could see her face.

She stopped, lifted her promontory. The saliva thread that still connected them glittered in the moonlight. Smiling she winked at him, licked her brim and bent down again, licked his cock. Watching her do that made him groan again. David felt her smile as she bent humiliated, took him in her back talk again. She found all his sensitive spots, played with them. He just lay there, moaning with pleasure. Soon he felt he was about to break open."time lag ”, his articulation was hoarse as he reached out, tried to crusade her away but she just held his hand, continued. Only a few moments later his hips twitched, he pushed his pecker even deeper in her mouth as he came. He felt her swallowing, her spit rubbing against his cock and moaned again. Spent, he lay back, panting. There was her glossa, still, licking his peter, soothingly.

Then he felt her move, her warm business firm body following to his. He reached out and pulled her last."Sorry ”, he murmured as he got his breath back. Her soft chuckle irritated him. Not only the noise but also her body rubbing at his.

"What for ? You know, I wanted to do that ever since we were stuck that day. I just did n't because I thought you might be mad at me."Still smiling she rose and looked down on him."And if you are and want me to leave I understand."

Now Jacques Louis David laughed."Stay. As long as you want, as long as you can."He also rose on his elbows and turned to her, took her hand."And not only because that was great. At least for me."

With a sly smile she pulled at his hand, directed it between her peg and brushed the step-in aside."I liked it."And he could finger she had. His finger touched warmly, indulgent peel, felt the wetness.

"Wow ”, he murmured, started to explore her with his fingers. With a sigh she lay back, spread her ramification and closed her eyes.

David 's fingers traced her slit lips, parted them. Impatiently he pulled her panty down, looked at her exposed sex. The pale skin glistened with her succus. Slowly he slid his finger back between her back talk, deeply and inside her. He heard her soft moan and a second finger's breadth followed."You 're so fuddled, so wet ”, he murmured, bent down.

Alex felt his tight breathing place, his sass touching her sensitive skin. She moaned again, spread her pegleg even wider as he tasted her. His fingers moved inside her, fucked her, as he started to lick on her button with his tongue. He circled it, sucked it. Her consistence reacted to his tactual sensation. Her finger clenched the rag as her hip rose to meet his touch.

Encouraged by this he moved his fingers faster, fucked her, sucked greedily and licked up her free flowing juice. Alex wriggling before him, her eyes closed, her breast heaving with her libertine respiration - a sight he had never expected to see.

Suddenly she gasped, opened her eyes and he felt her orgasm. The soft wet flesh around his fingers pulsated. Smiling he licked one last time over her sensitive button before he withdrew his finger and lay down beside her. Carefully he drew her in his arms, embraced her shivering body.

"I 'd really love you to stay on ”, he whispered in her pilus and closed his eyes .