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

"commodity daybreak ”. My middle 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 wait two or three minutes. 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 early a piffling more than ?"We sat together on the couch, as her hand massaged my knee. thrill went up and down my acantha. Her dewy-eyed tank top hid nothing from my eager middle. I breathed in deeply, absorbing her enticing aroma.

She responded :

"I am a hazardous flush, a flowing river, the moon in all its gloriole, the aspiration in the length. I take in maximum pleasance every day.

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

"I knew you in your preceding life. Important thing bound us tightly."

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

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

I was self-conscious. I was in my messy blank space. I was sitting, wearing only my light underpants from the premature day. I was with this mysterious char I had enjoyed greatly, but barely knew. Her enticing titty were a few feet from my hands and mouth. Her sandals exposed her purple toenails which glittered brightly. Her poor short pants 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 prettiness draws me, even if you aren't aware of it. I trust my intuition. I'm rarely ill-timed. I want our connector to heighten. I want to finger 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 touch her. I felt our energies blend in that consequence. Her paw was soft. There was also a clear strength pulsating into me. I softly rubbed her palm with one hand, feeling its warmth. My former helping hand felt the rings on her fingers, some extra smoothness, with a picayune frigidity, contrasting with the warmth.

She closed her eyes and relaxed.

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

I moved to snog her. We had a foresighted, simple, but deep, kiss. We both groaned. I opened my center and felt her trust. My hands explored her face, neck, and the back of her head.

I took my time. I was absorbing often about this stranger, who I was beginning to feel deeply connected to. My hands massaged her principal. It didn't take discussion for me to understand that she appreciated my nidus. She made soft sounds and moved with me. My manus continued exploring one of my favorite surface area of women's bodies.

I gently nuzzled her forehead, and then moved to her ears. I lightly touched her ear lobe. She moaned. It was obvious that she wanted more attention in these sensitive areas. I licked her earlobes and her sounds grew a little louder. My tongue thoroughly explored her ears.

I felt my own rousing building as she got turned on. My tongue 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. bask the moments."

It was incredible to feel her mania construction. I gently touched her human face, touch and hearing her breathing accelerate noticeably. I kissed her lips and then began gently moving an index finger's breadth along their boundary.



She moved rapidly, suddenly pulling her top fully off, exposing her alluring boob. I felt her rage as the intensity of her breathing grew. My fingers moved to the bound of her breasts. I knew that she wanted much more.

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

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

As her orgasm subsided, I continued to focalize on both breasts. I took in their unmanliness. She moaned lightly. I was getting high-pitched and high and harder and harder.

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

After this I spent plenty of time doing what I love. My sweetness then interrupted me, grabbing my erect hammer, inserting it rapidly into her moist mouthpiece. After a piffling exquisite 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 odorous ass, feeling both its strength and its softness. I first nuzzled her with my typeface, moving slowly down past her dummy. I loved her obvious force, and her shapely hind end. She responded to my touching in various ways.



As my speck in front approached her legs, she squirmed, and tried to push her pussycat towards my grimace. I slowed her down with my body. She also reacted in back, trying to lock with my hands and arms. Gradually my hands left her dessert ass, as I began touching her branch. It was easy, generating louder and louder moans. I was so tight to her sweetness, soothing, and almost tickling her interior thigh area.

I slowed down. Her trend sped up, as I rubbed and licked her soft legs. I was happy to increase her afters pussy's pleadings for aid, which for the second I seemingly ignored. Gentle torture is something I love to turn over, and her response made clear up that I was having the desired effect.

I could easily smell her sweetness. I wasn't quite set up to get there. Spending more than time than was requirement was helpful in increasing her stress and reaction. Without any words, I could hear her desperate beggary for rest. I was not to be rushed.

I moved into her lower leg area, further pushed her. I soothed her muscular let down legs, moving fairly quickly to her ankle, and then her feet. My finger's breadth and mouth both savored a few of her toes, getting squeals of delight, as a diversion from her essence.

I then moved rapidly back up her legs, and lightly kissed her dessert pussy, to her great surprise. My natural language explored her prohibited pussy lips, as well as her small, beautiful patch of light hair. She wanted my natural language to grab her - interior, but she had to wait.

I savored the domain around her lips, taking in their warmth and soothing energy. My digit went back to her upper leg, as her marvelous passionateness grew increasingly apparent.

My clapper savored my low gear taste of curiosity, as I entered her moist, soft, incredible pussycat. I love to search the inner marvel of my lover. She was very, very especial. Her wetness really turned me on. Her softness was incredibly alluring. I explored as a good deal as I could, nearing her clit. 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 rest down a little, I continued feeling her moist, incredibly wonderful, pussy expanse. 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 region. 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 trivial, and touched her edges, outside of the inner marvel 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 following several moment.

I was surprised when she gently moved me onto my backrest. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a colorful bandanna which she tied around my headway, 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 berth back. Her soft ass was against mine. Occasionally her luscious titty nuzzled me in various blot. Gradually she moved down my back, and then she touched my cigaret briefly, moving then to my legs.



She also knew a footling about torture ! She was oh, so close to my bursting lump. She rubbed me expertly everywhere I could reckon, except where I wanted her hands to be. She kissed my tail. Her finger softly touched it in various space, but really focused on the raw role of my speed legs.

I was then abruptly turned over. I was so exempt 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 plumage were tickling me, moving rapidly where I least expected them.

Oh, it felt incredible ! My mingy balls were loosened up by her effeminacy. She was totally impulsive in attack, attacking one underarm as well as my sides, followed by my neck opening and various parts of my face. This went on for a few minutes. She had seemingly forgotten…

Suddenly her backtalk attacked me in a most sensitive post. I exploded, filling her lip. After a few minutes, 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 early tight. Perhaps we snoozed a trivial. I don't really remember what happened.

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

I wanted Sir Thomas More connection with diverse parts of her. Her mamilla grew turgid and pointed as my hand explored her entire tit area. She reacted with sweet groans as my fingers explored her sweet ass. A ennoble insertion inside a small way, brought acute breathing, and more sounds of pleasure.

She, too, wanted to a greater extent of me. My Lucille Ball were sucked so gently, yet with such warmth. My ass was explored in not so different slipway. My cock was growing to her obvious delight. She didn't need to do much to get its elaboration.

Finally, she took off my blindfold, and we both passionately embraced each other, as deeply as we could. Our spit explored each former most passionately. Our chests meshed. I felt the loudness of her breast rubbing me furiously. My turncock touched her in respective places, as it sought her wonderful pussy.

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

"Give me more than ! I want all of you !"

I have no musical theme 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 control. I licked her neck opening, and occasionally an ear. She reached back, and rubbed whatever she could reach.

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

We slowly calmed down in each early's arms. We smiled, enjoying looking at our fellow naked cooperator. Our touch was soft and illume. We held hands, and lightly kissed each early. Our diffused rubbing in many areas was very comfort. We shared a short bite, each feeding small bites to our fellow lover.

We didn't need to say much ! We both knew it wouldn't be long until we were together again. After a good sleep together, we'd perhaps talk and really learn More about each other, or - perhaps - perhaps, there would be to a greater extent ?