This is a work of fable, any law of similarity to persons known, or not, is purely coincident. All grapheme are well above the age of eighteen years old.

tryst

"Let's see… sandwiches, firecracker, tall mallow, bottled water… check, handicap, check… and check ! napkin, defer cloth and wash cloth… check"

Glancing at his watch, Sam saw that he'd better get a move on or he'd end up being late… again. Closing the outing basket, he grabbed his headstone and headed out the door. Out of his apartment and down stairs to his car. As he was putting the basket in the back stern, he remembered something.

"Damn !"he said aloud, turning to hotfoot back up and to his apartment… and to his bedroom press. Grabbing the two items he'd nearly forgotten, then rushing back out to his car to put the item in the basket.

"Whew ! Dana would've been disappointed if I'd forgotten her surprise."He thought to himself with a grin as he pulled out into traffic."And she does have a go at it her surprisal !"

The dealings and noise around him faded away as Sam thought back over the yesteryear calendar month or so and his group meeting Danu. That wonderful, sonant hearted down to earth girl with a beautiful smile and sparkling centre. So warm and pleasant and inviting, yet with a streak of sensuality that just keeps a man intrigued and wondering what more could there be ? It didn't hurt that she was so damned attractive and easy on the heart too. Maybe not a fashion model smasher that so many women try to emulate, to a greater extent of a subtle and refined beauty that can only occur from within. Oh, and what is within ? Sam felt like he'd only scratched the Earth's surface yet. Danu intrigued him more and more every day. So many aspect and unexpected enigma and desires. She just kept blowing his nous over and over since the showtime meter he met her.

Sam was no tiro when it came to cleaning lady, he'd been around the block various times and had known quite a few fair sex in his day."Okay"He admitted,"I'm no Don Juan or Casanova."But he'd been fortunate in being guided and taught many matter by those fair sex. Thank God they'd had solitaire with him… and he cherished his sentence with each and every one of them. Perhaps that's something that keeps drawing him to Dana as well. That deep inner solitaire and warm up sensuality that seems so rarified in early women.

Sam met Danu online a trivial over a month ago. Feeling lonely and torment and simply tired of hopping bars and being fixed up by well meaning friends and phratry, he took it upon himself to check into out some station he'd heard about. virtually were strident scam to get the money of so many other lonely or desperate mass. However, he did find one site that actually seemed legit. So, he signed on and filled out his profile and started looking around. Several of the profiles of lady on that web site sounded interesting so he tried to reach them.

He really didn't expect much if anything to pass, perhaps this site was like all the others after all. Sam had respective womanhood try to contact him asking for gifts of time or reference so that they may lecture to him or send him impression of themselves in return. Yet just as he was about to fall in up hope of meeting any genuine people, he received an electronic mail from Dana. And everything changed. They exchanged phone numbers game and emails and that's when the sun came out.

As nervous and hesitant as Sam had been about pursuing any kind of relationship from an online meeting, he was instantly and pleasantly drawn to Danu. The more he spoke with her, the more they learned about one another, the more he wanted to know. He found himself sharing his smell and desires and dream with her. Things that he had kept bottled up inside for so very long, affair that he had shared with few if anyone else. And Dana… was sharing with him as well. What kickoff began merely as oddity, blossomed into friendly relationship. A liberating, soul deep cleansing, joyful friendship with an added skin senses of spicery and desire that Sam had only experient twice before.

Of course, few things in life are ever completely carefree or simple-minded. And Sam knew from the showtime that Danu, Sweet Dana, had her own troubles to deal with. She too had a hybridisation to bear and was pretty often at the end of her rope with foiling and solitariness as well. Dana was married, that lots Sam knew from her profile on the coming together web site where they had met. Most people on the site were after all… and all had their own tale and frustration to mete out with. In that, Dana was no dissimilar.

Dana was married to an older man who had aesculapian issues that kept him from being able-bodied to do much of anything, from family chores to working, and even sex. sugariness Danu had to do everything, with no supporter or warmheartedness in paying back. Perhaps it was the foiling his character, or just thoughtlessness, but Dana's husband was very controlling and demanding to the head of being petty and childish at best… or hurtful and cruel at worst. So, Dana had reached out.

And, as luck or destiny would own it, she had seen Sam's visibility online and took a chance on him. And Sam had been thanking his lucky wiz ever since. Now he longed for and looked forward to talking with Dana every day. And it didn't affair what they talked about really, just sharing anything from the mundane up to and including sexual feat and adventures… and illusion. So many things that excited and intrigued one another. So a lot they both desired to finger and experience… with one another.

Their friendship grew and grew, their hungriness to view as one another in person also grew with each passing day. That longing becoming a tangible strong-arm ache at time yet exciting and thrilling all the more. They had spoken on the sound whenever it was possible so Sam and Dana knew one another's vocalisation. They had exchanged dozens of photos so each knew what the other looked like, yet they had still not met in person. Today was to be that day… and Sam excited, nervous… even a lilliputian scared perhaps. Danu had told him that she felt exactly the Saame just the night before.

As it turned out, Sam was off piece of work today, and Danu was actually able to get out from under the thumb of her husband to meet with friends for tiffin. Of line, instead, she was meeting Sam. A picnic dejeuner at a nearby parking area with a lake for sportfishing. This time of year, it was still not too busy, but due to the unseasonably soundly weather of late there were a few citizenry visiting the park to angle or as he and Dana, to hold a walkover.

Sam had asked Danu what she would like for dejeuner and both laughed that they'd probably be too nervous to eat anyway so keep it lighting. As always, he marveled at her down to earth practical thought process. Sam did ask her for one affair for himself, however. He'd asked Dana to put on a pretty dress to show off her lovely lovely legs. Laughingly she had agreed.

An hour and a half driving, some of just to kill some time… but twice to discharge a nervous bladder."Damn"Sam thought aloud."I haven't been this aflutter since I was a kid ! Oh please. Don't let me have intercourse up or make a bad impression."He whispered to himself.

At last, he found himself pulling into the entryway of the park. Same reached yet again for another crack of breathing space freshener."Maybe I'm early ?"Sam said aloud as he began a second trip around the parking lot looking for Dana's car. If it was there the first time, he might have missed it… but no, it wasn't there.

Sam found the parking arena for the shelter number where he had agreed to cope with. Grabbing the picnic field goal from the back backside, he walked to the shelter and picked a table of the nearby lake, and of track, the parking area. Spreading out the mesa cloth but leaving the food inside the basket that he put on the table. Sam took a bottom on the terrace facing the car ballpark to expect.

The minutes passed, as did a duo of cars… but no Dana's. Sam was starting to interest if something had happened or big, maybe Dana had changed her mind. His stomach was in knots, and his mouth was dry as sand. It was while he was reaching for a feeding bottle of water system from the hoop that Dana's car pulled into the car park… and clock time froze.

Dana, with a shy and obviously nervous grin on her lovely face, emerged from her car wearing a light-colored floral print dress and sandals. Her hairsbreadth was pulled back and loosely gathered into a pony tail. She seemed to be adrift rather than walk, hesitantly, from her car to the shelter. Her hands and arms fluttering about as if uncertain what to do with them.

Sam had seen every photo she had ever sent him, dozens of times… memorizing every line and curve of her aspect. Those sparkling soulful eyes… with and without the far-out glasses. That pollyannaish dazzling smile that made her eyes squint just ever so, and her cheeks… those adorable, kissable cheeks stand up whenever she smiled as well. As Dana floated good and nearer Sam could tell that she was blushing like a school girl.

Standing there at the tabular array, frozen, with a H2O bottle held in hand still halfway from the piece of cake basket, Sam's spunk skipped a beat… then another. Unaware that he'd been holding his breathing time he nearly gasped as he finally inhaled a massive flush of air. Dana stopped at the edge of the shelter and looked a little unsure, worried even as she noticed Sam was not smiling.

"Sam ?"She asked hesitantly."It is you, isn't it ? Are you okay ?"

Finally snapping out of the magical spell he was under Sam fumbled and dropped the water nursing bottle he was holding. The bottle bounced once then rolled off the tabular array and across the terra firma to perch at Dana's metrical unit. At last, smiling his happiest and brightest and possibly timid smiling, Sam came around the table to stand before Dana. Both blushing and smiling and stammering…

"Hi…"“ Hello…"

And both deform down at the Sami fourth dimension to retrieve the water bottle and in the procedure bumping heads… fortunately not painfully. Embarrassed, both began to apologize… giggling. Standing there awkwardly again, both searching one another's face, smiling and blushing.

"Hello."Dana said.

"Hi."Sam replied.

Then as if a replacement had been turned, both stepped hesitantly closer and into one another's weaponry and embraced cheek to cheek holding onto each other… trembling with both trepidation and excitement.

"Finally !"They both whispered tat the same heartbeat, bringing both a smiling and a chuckle from each. Leaning back, while still holding each other, both searched the early's face and smiled.

"I'm sorry I'm late."Dana stammered."I had to work tiffin for the power before I could will the house."

"It's okay."Sam sighed. Smiling he took Danu's manus and stepped back to take another look at her in the dress… taking it all in from drumhead to toe. Danu blushed and fidgeted.

"My legs are so pale…"she began.

"Nonsense !"Sam said smiling."Besides, everyone is, it's still early in the year you know… come on over to the table and have a seat."He offered.

Sitting facing the car common, Dana took a seat on the picnic table bench. Turning to go around the table Sam felt his hand being held back. Dana said…

"Please… sit next to me…"

And so, he did, still holding her hired hand in his own. Danu reached over with her odd hand and clasped his hand in both of her, looking into his eyes smiling.

"I'm so happy to finally be here… together."She spoke, her eyes shining with soupcon of crying welling up in them.

Sam's warmheartedness skipped a beat again as he covered her bridge player with his other hand… smiling.

"And I am too."He said looking into her eyes.

"It's almost like seeing a friend who's been away for a farseeing long time… only different somehow. My heart is racing. Look… even my palms are sweating."He said sheepishly.

"Are you sure it isn't my manus that are sweating ?"Dana asked with a giggle then looked away and biting her modest lip.

"Oh God !"Sam thought to himself, feeling his stomach flip… the sudden desire to aim her aspect in his handwriting and kiss those lips overwhelming his thoughts and senses.

Dana looked back into his eyes with the same or interchangeable thoughts. Leaning closer, Sam said.

"Dana… would you mind… I so very much would like to snog you… I…"

Smiling from her very soul, Danu leaned into Sam, her lips barely parted, trembling… her eye smokey and half closed.

Their lips touching softly and hesitantly, brushing one another… tingling with electricity. Pulling back slightly, both opening their optic to gaze into the other's. Both licking their lips… and in a winking they were again lip to lip reveling with eyes closed, in the softness, the warmth… the hunger for one another. Tongues darting and probing cautiously exploring each other's breathless desire.

Dana sighed and Sam moaned softly as they both pulled back to breathe for a moment. Smokey half lidded center searching each other's faces. Flushed and heated from a construction pressing need for more. Without a Christian Bible from either, both stood up and straddled the terrace. Pulling each early into their limb. Sam inhaled deeply the sense of smell of Dan's hair, feeling her breast rise and crepuscle against his chest. He nuzzled softly her ear and gently kissed her cervix, drawing a pant and a purring moan from Dana's lips that were in kind, gently kissing Sam's neck as she ran her work force along his back and shoulder.

Somehow or another, both ended up sitting down on the bench again, facing one another, still embraced. hands coming together again between them. Danu pulling both of Sam's to her chest, to her tenderness. Still smiling and leaning close together to snog gently again, softly and gently, as if memorizing the sensation. Again, coming up for air, Sam and Dana searched each other's cheek and smile… no longer embarrassed but both still flushed and breathless.

"Honestly…"Sam whispered."Your lips are sweet-flavored and diffused than I could ever ingest imagined… and I have a keen vision !"

"And YOU… sir… don't know how long I've been missing mouth like yours… You are too modest."Danu professed.

"What ? I told you I like to kiss and was pretty good at it with the right girl…"Sam said.

"You call that ‘ pretty good'?"Dana asked laughing.

"Oh… I can do better than that !"Sam said smiling and pulled Dana in again to demonstrate.

With eyes closing, Dana tilted her head up and slightly to one side accepting his back talk willingly. Unclasping Sam's manus and running hers up his dresser and neck to gently moderate the incline of his face as their mouth and tongue pouted and played with each other's. Sam's hands drifted down Dana's sides to her pelvis and grasped her gently but firmly, pulling her finisher to himself. Their external respiration was becoming faster and faster and in shortsighted petty gasps as their kissing became more than and more pressing. rim hungrily seeking out each early's between breaths.

Sam could experience himself hardening and engorging in his blue jean. He could palpate Danu's breasts pressing into his chest. With his header nearly spinning he broke away and leaned back a picayune to face into Dana's face. Gone was the shy smile she had been wearing. What he saw now was a sober determined full-blooded look with fire in those smoky eyes. Danu's breathing time coming in panting little gasp, her chest of drawers rising and falling each time she inhaled and exhaled. Then she took on a sly little smile and reached down to her coxa to grasp Sam's hands. Pulling them away she brought first one, then the other to her rim and kissed them. Then lowered one after the other to her titty and looking Sam in the eye, raised one eyebrow questioningly.

When Sam took one and then the other breast in his hand, gently squeezing them through her bra and dress he could feel her nipples on the medal of his hands. Rolling his hands around to cup the white meat with his fingers, he rubbed his thumbs against and around the nipples making them stand up and indurate even more.

Dana let her head fall back on her berm as her eyes closed and a mussitation of delight escaped her mouthpiece. Sam felt himself vellication and begin to pulsate with anticipation. Then, he felt one of Dana's hands brush gently against him as if hesitantly exploring. With a showtime, Dana snapped her read/write head back up and with a looking that could only be described as naked wanton desire, Dana removed her hand from his privates and grabbed his right bridge player with her other. With her eyes locked on his, she used her costless hand to slowly gather and pull up the hem of her dress. With her early hand she guided Sam's mitt to her own fork to rub his fingertips through the pubic hair and onto her wet brim of her vagina. She gasped and her heart half closed when his fingerbreadth rubbed across her aroused clitoris… Stammering in a low throaty voice, Dana said.



"I… uh… kind of left the sign of the zodiac in a hurry… and well… maybe wanted to surprise you."

"Surprise !"Sam thought with a start…

"I almost forgot !"Sam said.

"Forgot what ?"Danu whispered in a breathy articulation, still rubbing Sam's fingerbreadth back and forth across her clit and now wet lips.

Taking a deep breath and reluctantly pulling his hand away to take hold of Danu's shoulder joint, Sam looked into Danu's slightly petulant grammatical construction on her face and asked her…

"Dana… I know it's a little sudden but… do you trust me ?"

"Wha… what ?"She responded somewhat confused.

"You told me something once that stuck in my mind… It was something that you told me turned you on but it was something I've never done before."Sam continued to explain.

"What do you mean… I entail yes, I trust you, you can see that can't you ?"She asked.

"wellspring, I had to ask first, that's just the way I am… I wanted to surprise you with a fantasy… and… well… it's kind of become form of a fancy for me as well."He said.

"Okay…"Dana drawled curiously.

"So… if you trust me… let's do it !"Sam said with a grin.

"Do… what ?"Dana asked again as she tilted her promontory slightly to one slope, still a picayune perplexed.

"I need you to stand up on the bench."Sam said as he himself got up to give her a hand.

Dana stepped up on the workbench. Sam led her around to face him, holding her by her rosehip. He leaned in and kissed her on her breadbasket, and was rewarded by a piffling chirpy giggle out of Danu. Looking up and smiling mischievously, he pulled down on Dana's pelvic girdle saying.

"Now sit down on the boundary of the table."

With one eyebrow arched and a singular flavour on her face, Dana complied, perching lightly on the edge of the table with her legs and human foot on the bench.

"Easy now, lay back on the table and rest your manpower and munition along your sides."He instructed.

"Okay…"Dana said.

Sam ran one hand slowly up Danu's left leg to her knee then even more slowly along her inner thigh to just short of her vagina… then back down to her knee. Dana arched her back slightly and sighed. Sam leaned over the table to the picnic basket and got out a small bundle. Unwrapping it he held up two straps. Smiling at Dana, he put one down and wrapped the remaining strap around her left thigh and fastened it closed upon itself… then pulled it snug so that it was tight and pressing into the creamy white build of her thigh. A gasp escaped Dana's surprised lips as she raised her fountainhead up to see what Sam was doing.

reaching for the other strap, he repeated the unconscious process on Danu's right thigh… then reached up and gently took her right helping hand pulled her wrist down next to the strap on her thigh. He took portion of the strap and wrapped it around her wrist and pulled it snuggly. Then, leaning over, he did the same for her exit wrist and hand. Then he asked Dana to try to strike her hired man and arms. She pulled but her wrists were fastened to the strap on her second joint and therefore her hands and blazonry were restrained. Dana's chest was steadily rising and falling faster and faster. She looked into Sam's centre and a timid smile began to organize as she bit her bottom lip in anticipation.

Sliding his hands slowly down Dana's inner thigh to her knees, Sam gently but firmly spread her stage enough to step over, then settle himself on the work bench in front of her. Then again running each bridge player along the outside of her legs, this time from her ankles up to where her peg and ass were resting on the table. Sam gathered the hem of her dress and inched it up slowly husking number one her legs, then her raw sex… and finally to her belly push. Sam smiled and looked down into Dana's excited and promising eyes, her buttocks lip still in her teeth.

delivery both hands together, he pressed down gently but firmly on her tummy and drew his hands slowly back down through her pubic hair. His thumbs slid along each English of her button and her now moistened and pouting lips until both hands were each on the very tops of Danu's interior thighs. Sam's quarter round began to gently rotate up and around and back in opponent directions… softly parting and pulling fuzz and lips… opening move and closing again as if flashing a radio beacon like a flower blooming for the bee.

Dana's nectar was seeping out like honey, sweet and fragrant. Each metre her lips were opened she moaned so softly as to almost not be heard at all. Inhaling deeply, that wise smell of lecherousness and excitement, Sam licked his lips and smiled at Dana as she looked into his centre with an almost pleading want in her own eyes. Sam nodded and she closed her eyes laying her headland back down on the table in anticipation.

Sam leaned forward and just touched the tip of his nozzle against the bare skin of Dana's abdomen, right where the pubic hair's-breadth began to grow. Then slowly lowered his facial expression till his back talk were brushing the hair… closer till they met her skin, gently kissing her… then blowing gently across the goose bumps that had magically appeared. From the corner of his eye Sam could see Dana clenching and opening her hands. He closed his eyes and searched ever downward, his chin grazing roughly over her clitoris drawing a sharp gasp and causing her thighs to clench on either slope of him.

As his lips again grazed her clit, Dana arched her back up off the table driving herself into his backtalk, grinding her pelvis lustfully. With this, Sam stopped rotating his thumbs and slid his handwriting down under Dana's thighs, grasping each firmly in each hand. Gripping them almost to the point of pain, he began lifting them gamey and gamy until her feet came off the bench. Her legs and knees passed the vertical and were getting confining and closer to her shoulders. Her paw were banquet savourless on the set back top until her thighs went vertical… her ass was rotated higher and her stage cattle ranch to her sides. Sam marveled at how Dana's Sex spread open invitingly and her dearest like moisture beaded like dew.

Dana squirmed and panted in short ragged breaths. With her wet inviting flower open and waiting wantonly simple inches from his face, Saami leaned in and traced the outer edges of her sass slowly with his knife. Twice around, then a 3rd time… as his glossa came to the backside again, he stopped and then deftly delved deeply in to that soft heated wetness eliciting a louder moan.

In a prospicient slow draft apparent movement, he moved his lingua up to Dana's over sore clitoris that was now standing in rigid magnificence demanding attention. Gently lashing his glossa up and down, incline to side and repeating again and again as if he were a single-minded machine. Dana, gasping and writhing while pressing herself into Sam's aspect, suddenly went rigid. Her back arched high off the table, her legs were trembling as she let loose a squeal that started low in the backrest of her throat and rose to a tawdry pitch before she stopped and went limp… gasping for breath… panting and rasping… then she began giggling… that turned into laughing. She smiled with her eyes closed… a huge grin on her face.

Sam sat back smiling and lowered Dana's ramification back down so that her foundation were once again resting on the work bench on either side of him. Once more he gran his hands gently along her legs, over her articulatio genus along the cover of her thighs to her venter. He then raised his correctly script and suddenly but gently slapped it down on Dana's sex several times repeatedly bringing her back arching back off the board and rewarding him with a sudden gasp and another moan and giggling from her smiling lips.

At that, he stood up and reached again into the snap basket retrieving another bottle of water and a wash fabric. Pouring some of the water onto the cloth he then wiped his brass. Flushed and smiling he looked down at Dana who was watching him intently.

"Surprised ?"He asked her.

"Delightfully !"Danu gasped wiggling her legs and flexing her hired hand still bound to her thigh.

"Ready for me to publish you ?"He asked feeling as if he was pushing his portion, never having done anything like slavery with anyone.

"I'm in no hurry… but I have an idea…"She said, smiling lustfully and licking her lips.

"Yeah ?"Sam said."I'm listening."

"Well… I'm a niggling shivering just now, but if you would help me up and to sit back down on the bench…"She said as she scooted to the edge of the table so that she could ease into a sitting berth again on the bench. Dana then lifted her feet over the terrace and swung around facing the mesa. Her handwriting still secured at the articulatio radiocarpea to the straps on her second joint. Looking up at Sam she said finally.

"Your spell my friend."

Slightly perplexed Sam looked at her questioningly.

"Up ! Then down mister."Dana nearly growled hungrily.

Finally, getting the idea, Sam stepped up on the bench beside Danu and eased himself into a sitting spatial relation on the mesa facing her.

"Ahem…"She sounded… looking at his jeans and the flexing her shoulders and looking at her wrists then back into Sam's centre as she raised one eyebrow questioningly.

"Oh… OH !"Sam said, loosening his belt and wriggling his jeans down.

grinning lasciviously, Dana licked her lips as she eyed Sam's set manhood standing at tending as it pointed at her. The head swollen and the veins along the putz pulsing with Sam's every heartbeat. A heartbeat that was racing with his excitement… his breathing slow and shaky with anticipation.

Danu leaned forward until her slightly parted sass were just about to touch on the twitching head of his pecker. She looked up into Sam's middle and locked onto them. Inching forward she softly kissed the head. Pulling back just to get around the contact… slowly… never leaving Sam's eyes. Her tongue deftly eased out and traced the underside of the chief, around and back up to the top to probe that singular opening in the top where his source would emerge.

Danu removed her tongue, returning it into her mouth as if to taste Sam. Then, parting her backtalk farther, she slid them completely over the head… tickling the underside once more with her wickedly talented tongue. She watched as Sam's optic rolled up into the back of his head and his mouth made a unsounded"Ohhh"Slowly, Dana took more and Sir Thomas More of his ray of light into her mouth, relishing its girth and the pulsing sense impression until at last he was almost completely in her mouth.

Then, with one more forward stab, her lips and nose were pressing against the pelt of his abdominal cavity. Danu swallowed over and over while holding her hint trying to avoid her gag reflex. At last, the demand for O won out and she withdrew with a gasp. A slight line of saliva drooped from her mouth to the head of Sam's cock. Sam gasped as well, as if he had been holding his breather too.

"Whew !"He exhaled opening his eyes and looking down once More, lovingly, into Dana's lust filled heart and pixilated smile.

"Like that did you ?"She chirped.

"Oh Yeah !"Sam sputtered.

"wellspring hold on sailor… I'm just getting started."She said and winked as she stuck out her tongue and traced the underside of his meat down the shaft and to his balls.

Taking the skin of his sack gently in her dentition and pulling… then letting go only to localize her lips there and poke her tongue at get-go one then the other of Sam's balls… rocking them back and Forth. Without warning, she opened her mouth wide-cut and sucked one of his balls completely into her mouth and heard Sam gasp. Looking up, she could see Sam had a dreamy expression, his eyes half closed but watching her every motility. Not wanting to deprive its twin, Dana popped the glob out and bobbed her headland to the other side of Sam's shaft and sucked in the early ball… marveling at how Sam's shift was tightening up already… and how Sam's eyebrows shot up momentarily. On a whim, Danu deftly sucked the early nut into her mouth so that both were now being tossed and teased and rolled around by her wicked foul tongue… getting a groan from Sam.

Wanting to proceed… but prolong the inevitable for a little while retentive, Dana popped out Sam's gem and leaned back once to a greater extent to study his face and try his chemical reaction. Her own consistency was telling her she wanted more as well… SOON !

"Warmed up yet ?"She teased Sam with a dazzling smiling, the delight evident in her eyes.

"Holy… Dana, it's all I can do to keep on from grabbing you by the ear and exploding ! Oh My God !"He exclaimed between arduous beaths.

"You don't need to pull my pinna, but you can help oneself me… help you. defy my head… when you get close you can speed me up or slow me down as you wish."She told him.

"But how will you catch one's breath ?"Sam asked still a picayune hesitant at being seemingly forceable.

"fountainhead, normally, I would swat you with one of my hands, but…"She said with a impish smiling."I'll just bite you !"She ended with a heartbeat. Sam merely nodded and smiled himself.

Dana licked her sass once more and set to it again. No more teasing and experimenting for reactions. She locked her eyes on Sam's and took him into her mouth once more sliding down his shaft nearly to the root… then backing off until just the crown of his question was in her back talk. Then back in a bit, faster this time… back and forth, back and forth, falling into a hypnotic rhythm method. Sliding him in and out of her lip, tilting her head to one side then the other, breathing through her nose. Then she felt first-class honours degree one, then both of Sam's hands on her oral sex. Barely and gently touching her as if still fainthearted and afraid to bruise her or worse, scare her off.

Sam's cock was beginning to flip in her lip so Dana figured that Sam was getting close to orgasm. She sped up a slight faster, in… out… in… out… Sam's bridge player were not holding her mind more tightly on the crown just above and behind her ears, moving in time wither own rhythm. In… Out… In… Out… Faster still… she could feel his hands holding tighter, she could hear his breathing coming in bait gasps as if drowning.

And then… suddenly… the ventilation stopped and his body went fixed and still. His manus stopped Danu's head from pulling back, so instead, she lunged forward to the hilt taking him all the way in. Deep, cryptic in her mouth and pharynx. Grinding her back talk against him and swallowing again and again in with that Sam let out an animalistic growl from deep down inside of him.

Danu could experience Sam's cock throbbing and spasming as his cum exited into the back of her throat. Still, she solid ground and swallowed and swallowed until she couldn't hold her breath any longsighted. Sam's hands were still firmly holding her top dog and pulling her into him… so she bit him… but not too hard.

He got the idea and released his death clutch on her head as she pulled off his still pulsing cock, gasping for air. On survive picayune ribbon of cum trailing from her rear lip… matching the one wall hanging off Sam's shaft. Licking her lips between breathing place, Dana leaned in and captured that short bit on his cock before looking up into the face of arrant amazement.

"Oh… My… God !"Sam muttered."Do you know what you've just done ?"He asked.

"Uh… I think so… You didn't want me to swallow ?"Dana asked in return.

"Ha ! No no no no, nothing like that… I mean well, I have never… EVER… be able to cum with anyone going down on me before… EVER !"Sam stammered half in wonder and half in amusement."EVER !"

Danu herself then giggled but looked back at Sam's cock, still perfectly erect if not even more unbending than before. Her insides trembled and she felt a tingling sensation scatter from somewhere behind her knees right up to her very core.

"Um… Sam ?"She looked up into his still smiling and stupefy face.

"I think we have a little something else to assist to yet…"

Looking down Sam was surprised to see his member still standing at attention and set for legal action. Sam looked into Danu's smoldering eyes.

"Pull your hair ?"He asked.

Dana's eyes went across-the-board then she smiled and they nearly closed as she let out a tardily"Mmmmmm."Dana stood up and stepped over to one slope so Sam could get off the piece of cake mesa and to his infantry. Fumbling with his jean looking for the condom he was sure he had put in his pocket earlier in the day.

"Where is it ? darn !"He muttered.

"Where is what Sam ?"Dana asked.

"I have protection… I swear !"He said in a panic.

"Sam… Sam !"Dana said, getting his attention.

"I don't think I have it…"Sam said… Looking up in defeat.

"It's okay… I trust you."She said."And I can't get pregnant."

"But… But…"Sam blubbered uncertainly.

"I trust you."She said smiling… and flexing her still bound arms at the elbow joint, reminding him of the simpleness again.

"Okay then…"Sam said smiling.

Sam then watched as if in a trance as Dana smiled and turned away from him, lifting one foot and resting her knee joint and shin on the bench. Then doing the like with her early foot. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing the table cloth through her bra and the top of her dress. Looking over her shoulder at Sam, she wiggled her ass suggestively and squinted her heart as if daring him to go on.

Standing there with his jeans held up with one hand and his cock in the other, he took the come-on. Stepping forward, Sam pulled the hem of Danu's apparel up and over her ass to lay across her back. Then he ran both hands, having dropped his jeans, over and around her creamy white cheeks. He squeezed one firmly in each paw making Danu wiggle and wiggle with pleasure. Releasing her cheeks, he gave each one a firm open handed smack, stinging her form and causing Dana to yelp but not hard enough to leave a scratch. Sam then bent over and gently kissed each lovely if reddened nerve.

Standing back up and moving unaired still, Sam ran his left hand down the crack of her ass, glancing lightly across her tightly clenched little brown eye and into the dripping wet folds of her now aching sex. Danu arched her back a little mellow and sucked in a short-circuit gasping breath. Sam guided the tip of his cock to those wet and waiting sass. He pushed down on Danu's ass a little to get her to turn down herself, so that he could more easily accomplish her.

Then, without any advance warning or comb-out, Sam plunged himself fully in to the hilt. Grabbing Danu's rosehip to keep himself interred deep inside of her. After a moment, once she had gotten somewhat comfortable with the intrusion, Sam began to slowly rock 'n' roll back and forth a piddling at a time. Switching up with side-to-side movement, slowly going further and further and a petty faster… then faster still. Danu's hands fluttered like charge butterflies along incline her thighs, still bound by the straps.

Reaching up at last, Sam wrapped his bridge player in Danu's whisker, gripping her pony tail… lightly pulling back to bulge out. Pulling Dana's head up off the tablecloth. She looked back out of the turning point of her panoptic natural state middle, her mouth open and panting. Faster and truehearted Sam moved now, feeling his own excitement as he himself neared another climax.

Faster and harder, plunging in and out with urging. One hired hand, fingers hooked into Dana's hooked fingers, the early pulling harder and harder sill on her hair. Both of their faces reddening and flushed… sweat forming on their skin. At last Dana gasped going rigid, her hand crushing his finger, her vaginal inner walls grasping and clenching his buried cock. That sent Sam over the sharpness to plunge headlong into his own mind-bending orgasm, bucking and twitching as he emptied his cum deep within her.

After what seemed like hours, when the tunnel visual modality faded and his eyesight cleared, Sam found himself draped over Dana's back. One hand hanging limply along her odd thigh… being tenderly stroked by the fingers of her left hand. His right hand still wound into her ponytail, but not pulling it as before. Dana was breathing steadily under him if slightly labored by his weight atop of her.

At that moment, Sam felt himself, slippery and wet, pop out of Dana's still steaming hot and wet feminine cleft. She giggled a bit then lamented.

"Ohhh… don't go…"And then she pouted.

audience that, Sam felt a twitching in his cock and said.

"He heard that ! But I think he needs a break."

"Ugh ... me too, I think…"Dana replied with a sigh.

Sam stood up and then helped Dana turn around and sit on the terrace once more. Sam looked down at his drooping manhood and then smiled as he reached down to pull his jean up. Dana watched him with a dreamy smile on her sweaty flushed face. Once he'd fastened his belt, Sam reached for the water bottle and first tilted it up gently to Dana's sass, and she sipped and swallowed then locked her optic on his and began to quaff hungrily at the pee, some escaping the corners of her backtalk to run down her Chin and then her neck to disappear into her cleavage. Again, Sam felt his putz vellication.

"Damn ! This charwoman is HOT !"Sam thought. Looking up he said softly.

"Oh Thank You God Almighty, for this angel… Thank You !"

Then kneeling in front of her, Sam wet the wash textile and gently wiped Dana's boldness. There was a easy loving gleam in her oculus as her straits tilted down ever so and those big beautiful eyes looked up into his… she softly said to Sam.

"No… Thank You my lover… My dear dear friend… Thank You ! Now let me loose so I can defy you."She demanded a little more forcefully.

"Oh !"Sam exclaimed.

"I forgot to show you, didn't I ? I'm so sorry… You could possess released yourself any meter you wanted."Sam said as he took the fingerbreadth of her right hand and guided them to the Velcro closedown on the thigh strap.

"Just deplumate this, and you are loose."He said as he pulled it with a tearing pop.

Dana repeated it with her left hand, freeing it as well. Raising her sleeve, cuffs at the wrists, thigh straps dangling from them. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her deal on the back of his neck opening and head, and drew Sam into her moist waiting lips… to once more take his breathing spell away with a long dumb passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever. The kiss ended with both of them cheek to cheek, embraced in a passionate dying traveling bag as each, silently relived this their foremost group meeting. Their picnic… passionate picnic.

Alas, all good affair must end… and so too did the time of their rendezvous. Danu stood, patting down and straightening her pretty dress once more, then helping Sam fold up the tablecloth. Sam laughed when he saw the food still in the basket as he put the tablecloth inside.

"You were right… we didn't eat."He said, Dana smiled with a wink.

"Well… the food anyway…"and giggled. Then her grin faded as she looked at her watch.

"Sam…"She began.

"I know…"Sam replied likewise, reluctantly.

"You have to go now… I understand."He said as he picked up the basket and offered her his other arm and walked her to her car.

Before getting into her car, Dana turned to Sam and said with downcast centre and a sad little smile.

"will you see me again… some time Sam ?"

"Dana…"Sam gulped, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.

"I will see you in my dreaming. I will see you whenever I close my eyes… I will see you anytime you are able and I am physically able-bodied. It would be my pureness and it is my doting wish."He finished, smiling and holding her manus in his, bringing it to his rim to kiss gently.

Then with bout of sorrowfulness and joy mingling in her eyes, Dana gulped and gasped on a giggle. She leapt into his arms, crushing him in a hug and kissing him all over his face and neck… splashing him with tears until she finally ran out of steam and returned to standing, smilingly in front of him. Without another give-and-take, Dana leaned in and kissed Sam once more softly on the lips, then turned and got into her car and left wing.

Sam stood there watching her driveway away as he tried over and over to bury the puffiness in his throat. binge prickled the corners of his eyes.

"trough next time my angel… public treasury next time…"

~finis~