A random dark out. My girls and I were getting quick in my flat. We arrived at the gild and made a grand incoming. You turned around the like moment and our eye met.

The sheer voltage of the spark that erupted between us could big businessman up a small township. I smiled at you, the type of smile that you'd say thaw you. You smiled back, checking me out from my oral sex, through my corset enhanced bend and tailored pant, to the tips of my contraband stilettoes. You glanced around, the early guys in the bar were gaping. You felt a bang of alfa virile pride that this gorgeous little thing is smiling just at you. How could I not smile, when there you were ... looking so hot in denim and sport buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my hips. 'Nice surprise ; glad you could make it'I said casually, but you could see the devils dancing in my eyes. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the evening proper. Alcohol and dancing, we all tried to shit the dependable 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 order your cocktail, with your helping hand firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the mesa, you felt my hand on you squeezing your penis through your jeans. The tension was getting almost intolerable, we enjoyed every sec of it.

Late during the night I texted you to bid it a Nox 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 open and you should just arrive in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the flat, it was lit only by a ace lamp. You could n't see me anywhere, but you could hear the shower running. You walked towards the bathroom door and opened it slowly. The entire topographic point was wax of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me open the shower door and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a exceptional invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly irresistible devil'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the same spot, the Sami time. You stripped and came into the shower. We stood there, under hot falls, feasting our eyes on the peck of our naked trunk. Both of us suddenly scared to make a motility, to coddle the moment. I broke the impasse, took your hired hand and placed it over my chest. I covered it with my one palm and rested the other on your heart. I said 'it 's me, my deliciousness, it 's just me'. You let out a thick sigh and put your other deal around my waistline pulling me closer. We stood like that for a while, waiting for the world of the billet to drop down in.

I raised my hands and crossed them behind your brain caressing your neck opening and shoulders. You looked down on me, your eyes darkened with desire. You touched the incline of my brass with your hand, your hitch sliding over my lower lip. The one you 'd have it away to bite. I pressed my consistency against yours, feeling your erecting. It was so good to be able to feel you, no jackets, shirts or blouses between us. Just skin to sputter. Your mitt started moving exploring my back, waist and hips. I placed a diffused osculation on your dresser, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your chest. Your palms cupped my titty and my complete 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 coat of arms and carried me over to the sleeping room. You laid me onto the bed and stood over admiring me. I reached out for your hired man and pulled you on top of me. I wanted, needed to finger the weight of your organic structure on mine. The fact that you were stiff enough to crush me with one script was a turn on. We rolled in the mainsheet and now I was on top. I straightened my book binding and looked down on you. 'Do you trust me ?'Yes, you said grabbing my rosehip and trying to drive me onto your big, hard shaft. I swayed my coxa and told you in stern voice to let go. Your hands fell limp. I laughed and said that I liked when you obeyed me so eagerly. And that obedience is always rewarded.

I kissed you, but did n't terminate at the mouth. I moved down, slowly, covering your consistence with animal kisses, biting all the sensitive patch on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with slight collar. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel condom ?'.'I do ... with you'you said. I placed the blindfold on your heart and told you to sit on the border of the bed. I took your hand and guided you to the exact spot. I told you to order your work force back for support and stick like that no matter what.

You felt me standing right in nominal head of you. I caressed your face, my lip chasing my fingers, going down ... down ... I spread your legs and knelt between them, kissing your stomach while my hands were going up and down your stage. You heard me giggle and say 'see ... that 's where me being a hobbit and you being so marvellous comes in Handy. My lip are on unadulterated height when I'm kneeling in front of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut unretentive when you felt my tongue tracing the total duration of your penis. My mouth covered your balls, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the foundation and worked all the way up. Your ventilation became erratic. After foresighted minutes of doing just that, caressing your hawkshaw with my tongue, rim and hands, but not taking it into my sass it became nearly a overrefinement for you.
'Please ...'
'Please what ?'
'Please, you 're killing me ...'
'Verbalize your motivation, baby'
'Take me in your sassing, I need to feel you'

And you did ... slowly I circled your tip with my clapper. A chill run down your entire dead body. You were so infernal hard that for a minute I thought I might bear pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the thin line. You felt the heat and the softness of interior of my oral cavity when I took you in. With no warning I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your raw tip over and over again. My hands were stroking you and squeezing your balls. You were gasping for air. Your rosehip started to push forward and your muscles started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had other plans for you than to let you finish then and there. You grunted with disappointment over abrupt coitus interruptus. I laughed. Your mitt went to your brass to remove the blindfold. I caught your wrist and said 'you were not given permission'. Your handwriting returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your penis in my hand and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the lord 's name in vain. That 's how incredibly slopped, hot and wet I was around you. You were filling me up so perfectly. I kissed you deeply and whispered, 'you are permitted to bear on'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your mitt immediately went to my pelvic girdle, to my back, everywhere you could. You were holding me close-fitting, feeling my knocker on your chest. I repositioned myself slightly and said 'now, close your eyes as i remove the blindfold. keep open them closed unless I tell you otherwise'. You nodded in understanding. I removed your blindfold and kissed your palpebra. I pulled you closer and you rested your Kuki-Chin on my shoulder. My rosehip started to sway again, a seductive dance, with you buried deep inside my pussy. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the first thing you saw was our rumination in the closet mirror. Me on top of you, your hands on my ass, my pelvic arch moving up and down and in circles. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the rate .'I 'm gon na cum'you heard me rustle and you observed in the mirror how my dorsum 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 much ... a sensory overload. With a abstruse growl you grabbed my rosehip and impaled me on you with nearly brutal military force ... and again ... and again ..., your center fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum thick inside me. I felt it so grueling and I came again, sort 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 head and caressed my back. I looked up. Your face was so unagitated in that consequence, smile wandering on your lips. You pulled me tightlipped and held me in your arms. Heat from your body was keeping me warm. I sighed with content and relaxed totally.

I must deliver fallen asleep. I woke up to your digit massaging my clit. My weapon 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 sweetness ... ? '