Valentine's Day, the event where love life and sometimes crave is universally celebrated by the masses. peak, deep brown and dinner party are the norms and cypher's awry with that but me, I like to go above and beyond. This V-day was going to be epic ! There was one woman who I wanted to spend this event with, Simone F or SF for scant, blessed with hair down to her shoulder's, a sun tanned caramelized sugar skin colour that gave off the visual aspect of American-Indian language inheritance and a smile that while I never told her, made any rainy day instantly sunny. Mushy I know ! So to change that let's get to the soundbox type, I could start with her amazing breast but I'll go with those gorgeous branch. Oh how I couldn't wait to caress them, lick and billet osculation all over them. Those long and fluid knockout, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my waist while I plunged inside of her ( billet to self, I had to make this happen ). Now onto to those gravel breast ! Simone was a slender womanhood so I was surprisingly caught off guard by the 36 C's, man they were dainty I found myself envying her bra at fourth dimension, being capable to constantly hold such greatness. Now I talked to a few females during this clip but no subject which one of them I spent time with SF was always at the top of my listing, so it was only right I made this even out special. Now before I give you all the summing up of the festivities, I understand Simone isn't my fille, but we dig each other and I like to get out great impressions, with that said membranophone roll please ( No really drum rolling guys )

Our day started with a trip to our hotel, now I know what you're thinking….story over, right ? Nope, we checked in around 3 and dropped our base off, freshening up and changing into our attire for the evening. I wore a prissy blazer and slump along with some do-nothing, no want to get into first-rate detail about my outfit, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would describe her aspect, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh distance garb that hugged every breaking ball left me speechless and to top it off she had on some disgraceful hound that screamed"fucking me ”. I wasn't even trying to leave the room and before I knew it my arms were around her waist, kissing along her neck and articulatio humeri, we were freshly dressed and gear up to go but I didn't care, we had metre to kill and I couldn't leave without getting at least a discernment. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up to much rip stockings and removed panty, took off my blazer and loosened up the tie, dumbfound my nerve between, super tongue arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so very much I began thinking it was my name. One thing I enjoyed about SF was her militant nature, her anything you can do I can do better mindset, so before farsighted my drawers were removed. After being sucked with such dynamism and mania. It would be disesteem if I didn't cum, for her, I had to give her my cum ! Now it was to re-freshen up before heading to accept a 30 mo helicopter tour of NYC. Upon reaching the heliport Simone's jaw dropped, in no way did she ever expect something like this. After being briefed about rules & regulations, safety and emergency situations we were off ! The scene was amazing and even though SF was enjoying the term of enlistment the way my arm was being gripped I could tell apart she was a little queasy about being so high up.

It's only so very much you can say to cool off a soul's nerves when you're over a k feet in the air, luckily I didn't design to say anything. I had requested SF to pack about four twain of stockings, she questioned the request but there was a grounds behind it, especially with her being on her second pack. My right arm draped around her articulatio humeri as I placed my left hand unto her second joint, ripping into the stocking. Placing my hand inside I slowly began rubbing the privileged area. Simone's formula went from one of fear to intrigue as I continued rubbing, hand creeping up slowly, SF's prevision growing with every trace. Her body tensed up as I reached her starting time button, glancing over at me Simone bit her bottom lip and looked down, I followed her eyes and saw that her legs were spreading, granting me transition. Two fingers slid inside, exploring it's new location, SF's back slew up against the buns, my fingers tunneling upwards. The look on her boldness was priceless, whether it was the biting of her merchantman lip to arrest her moan or her eyes rolling every which way, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. Trying to gain some gloss of ascendancy SF began grinding on my two fingers, her hip mastery was pose and I knew I had to replace those fingers and put something else inside of her immediately. With my free bridge player I pulled the prophylactic out my scoop and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grin appeared across her face. With surprising upper, SF had my gumshoe out of my pants, rubber placed on. I don't know if this would form me a member of the international nautical mile high club but poop I didn't caution, how many the great unwashed can say they had helicopter sex ? But adequate about my inner thought process, you guys want to listen about the adventurous x-rated material, don't ya ? Sf was in the black eye cowgirl position putting a working on me, those magical pelvic girdle slowing moving with intricate purpose and that function was to hit me explode. Now that takes me back to the whole competitive thing, she was behind score wise ( in terms of cumming ) and was looking to climb back into the race………To be continued



Still with me ? I know you are J ! ! ! Now like I previously stated SF was trying to take a leak me burst, I felt like a prison term bomb ticking ..slowly the timer counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my hardest to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything Wyrd to get my centering but infer what ? This cleaning woman was a wizard, a witch a compounding of Hermine ( From Harry potter ) and a erotica star. No sum of money of compactness was going to dissuade her from her finish. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the tragedy movies you've watched that had John Roy Major explosions….think about Ryu from Street hero upper cutting an old woman and that's what happened to me. It took every ounce of my individual not to stool any type of sound…I had to channel the spirit of Hulk Hogan to remain silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like promised land and red velvet cake….yes that trade good. I wasn't even focused on the helicopter ride…no no…I had my oculus focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my plan in move, after a quick clean and jerk up dinner was succeeding on the agenda and trust me, what I wanted wasn't on the menu. Now I can't tell you guys where we went but I will tell you that it was one of those places where if you bring somebody there you're definitely getting some that night…no doubtfulness asked. Dimly lit and not too crowded we proceeded to go through the apparent motion of ordering food and drinking, making eye link ever so often communicating our wants and desires. Our seating wasn't the traditional across the table fashion, we were seated directly future to each former which made my conquering even easier. My plan was to slowly take out her stockings and pantie as the waiter brought out the food and drinks but what I didn't expect was to feel nothing but leg when I slid my hand under the board ! ! ! Seems like SF had plans of her own. Looking up at me with a mischievous grin, I already knew what time it was or did I ( Dramatic Music ) ? She began kissing my neck, working her way up and then sensually whispering"caper with my kitty"My digit did the cha cha sliding board with her kitty. Getting wet enough to overwhelm Free Willy, oh but I wasn't done…all the entranceway had been brought out and I figured we'd have at to the lowest degree 25 mo before our waiter came in and checked on us and that's when I"accidentally"dropped my fork. Quickly I dropped down under the table to find my fork and to taste some of the off the menu delights.

I don't know if she was shocked by anything I did anymore but I know she enjoyed every minute of it. You may ask how do I know if she did ? Well I'm not one to swash or boast but I don't swordplay when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to send extra emphasis on that one. Plus when her legs are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a sign that you're doing something right. Any eccentric of intimate act in pubic takes an vast amount of long suit not to express pleasure in the tawdry way possible, it's a natural human being reaction to moan, scream, blurt out four letter news or even exalt our love ( Hides aspect ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can individual pleassssseeee bring the check"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the table Kuki and lips still having traces of her wetness on it, SF licked all of her juice off and said we have to get back to the way now. The waiter came back to our table billhook in helping hand, he curiously stared at our untouched solid food and deglutition but I don't think he was able to put it all together

You would consume thought SF robbed the place the way she bolted on ... by the time I stepped metrical foot out the eatery she was already in a cab yelling at me to hurry up. My prevision was building ... most likely due to the forefront in the cab ... the way she brought me to near coming then stopped ... the laugh she let out when she saw my pain ... I could not wait to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd birth got it on in the hotel hallway but I love my freedom so I could wait a boulder clay I got in the room. Mannnnn once that door opened ... .it was stark raw savage lust at its hunky-dory ... clothes were literally ripped off ... fuck the cost of the kit, it was all about pleasure at this full stop ! !

There Sf was, naked ... every curvature accounted for ... I wish you all could share this view..this was art ... this was a masterpiece ... this was ... .about to get awful really quick. I quickly bent her over and tasted the cunt from the back, there was a duffel bag on the side of me, it took a second to sense around but I was able to find some interesting items ... lets see..we have hand handlock ... slavery tape not to refer the ice on the dresser this was gon na be fun.
She was so enamored with what was happening to her she did n't even realize what was about to go down. It 's amazing what tongue on a pussy will do to a female person, the euphoric smell ... the want of 1 surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's weaponry were tied up to the bed mail service using the bondage tape ... her legs wrapped around my waist ..ankles handcuffed, all I needed was enough room to use the pail of ice and to please her public treasury she squirted ... yes squirted ! I moved along her organic structure with the ice ... fillet and focusing on every smirch the seemed to announce the slightest inkling of joy. I do n't think there 's enough metre to explain to you how many times Sf let loose but I will severalize you all that the sail needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I guess ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would think as much as she came Sf would be knocked out .... darn near was but she was like a packer in the last bout moving off of straight instinct and adrenaline. That combining would get the best of me ... pushed down onto a electric chair l, my arms and foot were restrained by the thraldom taping, with my pecker standing at attention Sf slipped on a condom and rode me like it was the last organ pipe she 'd be receiving. Control your breathing ... see your respiration ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her head peter back as she dug her nails in my shoulders almost made me say screw breathing all together lol. My breaking put is when she reversed berth and I had to watch that ass bounce up and down ... it 's only so a good deal a man can take ... the persuasion and her pussy was just immaculate ... and just like thought a shooter a nut right into her ( protected by the safety of course ) heavy breathing was the only sound that was heard ... no words were spoken for a few minute. I was untie and SF collapsed on the bed exhausted and satisfied, me..tired as I was went to eat my solid food that was previously neglected ... if you saw the card you 'd be doing the Saami thing ... I had the cleaning woman I wanted raw, and memories that last for a while ... I 'd say this was a serious Victory Day