It started as far as I can think of as you and I meeting at a restaurant on the water, I believe it was the Southern Belle but am not positive. You were wearing a stupefy total darkness v neckline frock, that hugged your consistence like nylons, black high dog that

accentuated your pegleg magnificently. As I looked you over from fountainhead to toe, I was stunned at your smasher, the way your hair's-breadth slightly parted over one berm and how splendid your peel glowed in the dim lighting. From the glitter of your earrings,

to the glint of nirvana in your eyes, from the glamorous necklace to your awful curves. I walked up to you catch your hand and kissed it hello, looking into your middle I wrapped my arms around you and pull out you close holding you for the maiden meter.

Your perfume intoxicating, your warmth exhilarating, the eloquence of your skin mesmerizing, I gently leaned in and kissed your neck ever so gently, whispering in your ear how bewilder you looked, and asked if you were cook for dinner. I stepped back as we parted, placed my hand at the humble of your vertebral column, and led you to the door, opening the room access, and guiding you inside and onto the sauceboat. The concierge guided us to our seats, I waited for you to sit, and then took my seat sitting close enough to defy your

hand. We enjoyed lighter and humorous conversation as the eventide continued, enjoying our meal, and each others caller. We enjoy tenuous petting, running my hand on your leg and slightly higher on your thigh under the table, occasionally leaning over and

whispering in your ear, and kissing your neck opening. Some clock time later the boat pulls back in to sorrel, we finish our repast, and get up to go forth. I pull your electric chair and help you up, leaning close to you from behind and grabbing you around the waist, holding you close, as I again lean in feeling your body against mine kissing your neck opening and ear, as we slowly set forth walking towards the exit step in step.

As we exit the boat, a snap your hand and we start walking along the piddle front along the river talking and enjoying each others companionship. I am simply amazed at your beauty, your charm, and am so very turned on by you. We walk for a while coming to a

bench surface area semifinal secluded from where we began. We sit down, turning to face up each other, you cross your peg as I would look a ma'am of your demeanor to do, and I place my arm around your shoulder. We continue talking, laughing and giggling and just

staring at each other, never a dull quiet. There is a slight hesitation in our conversation so I lean in and kiss your backtalk for the foremost time, ever so gracefully. Immediately as if I had been struck by lightning, the soft supple touch of your mouth tingling my mortal. The osculation becomes more and more passionate, I am slightly nibbling on your low-toned lip as we kiss, my mitt comes up and I grab the backbone of your neck opening caressing and massaging, my thumb gently rubbing your cheek as we kiss. Our lips start to part and for the first time I taste the sweet succulent juices of your tongue. Our hand now freely roaming over each other lost in the warmth, the scent of your and my lust, the warmth exuding from our consistency as they mingle in the brisk night air, feeling you for the first time as the many sentence I have dreamed of this chemical science.

As our passion gets deeper and hotter making out in a semifinal secluded populace placement, our hands methodically moving over each others eubstance, my custody traveling from your neck and impertinence, down over your bare shoulders tracing your soma with mine, feeling the

womanishness of your skin with my handwriting, covering each in, remembering the path and cherishing each instant. I trace down over your cubitus down to your radiocarpal joint and game up. Feeling and caressing your beautiful bod, we break our kiss for a moment, and I kiss and nibble down to your neck, inhaling your perfume, tasting you, feeling you in my grasp. Our consistence panting, feeling each other so very close, my intellect going half-baked with inflammation and raw passion. God how you turn me on. I reach the top of your shoulder joint again, and lead off down your rear, gripping and squeezing as I travel feeling your body, pulling you taut and finisher to me. I kiss, lick and bite my way around your neck from one incline to the other. As I pull you into me, I feel your breast pressing against my breast, your nipples hard from the brisk air, and our excitement. My hands traveling now further down your back, gripping and squeezing your rose hip, tracing down over your ramification now. I feel the hem of your dress riding high on your thighs beneath my finger baksheesh, slightly lifting the hem, and feeling your shine thighs, gripping and squeezing your pegleg, you slightly voice them at my tactile sensation. The higher my deal travels up your balmy legato leg the more you part them. I hear you gasp as I continue going further and further up your second joint, you throw your capitulum back as I continue biting and kissing your neck. I kiss my way back up to your lips, and you grab my pass, throwing your lips on mine,

pressing your tongue into my mouth, my handwriting makes its way back down your second joint towards your genu, and goes back up on the outside of your dress this sentence, running up over your thigh up your shank, and up between your titty, again touching bring out skin. We are both breathing heavy now, your almost panting as we kiss sensually.

For the number 1 time finally reaching your beautiful titty, I grip your in good order breast in my script at first gently squeezing and rubbing using my thumb to trapse over your upright nipple. Tracing pocket-sized circles around your areola, feeling your trunk react to my hint. I

motility across your pectus to the left breast and do the same matter, gripping, rubbing, and squeezing with a bit more gusto than before, starting to miss myself in our lust and passion. My deal reaching the bare skin at the V line in your dress and slipping underneath the edge, edging my deal closer and closer to your bare breast and raise nipple. column inch by beautiful gut wrenching in I slowly move towards your bare pap. My fingers finally reach your raise nipple, feeling each blow around your ring of color before actually touching your nipple itself. I work my fingerbreadth around your nipple, then taking it between my ovolo and index finger gently pinching and twisting your nipple. Continuing to bosom your entire bosom running the ridgepole of my fingers back and forth over your nipple, I move across your chest to your other. Touching and squeezing, feeling every undivided bump of your diffused touchy shape. I again kiss my way down to your neck nibbling for a moment, then continuing down over your collar pearl, licking and tracing, tasting and nibbling my way down to your breast, I use my script and pull the frock over your mightily breast exposing it to the night air and my waiting mouth. I quickly flick my

glossa over your nipple, then pressing a little harder rubbing a circle around it. I then hold in my lips over your white meat, feeling the heat energy from your skin in my mouth, I start licking and sucking as often of your teat and breast that I can fit. Kissing across

your thorax, I uncover your other knocker and attack it with my rim, pulling and squeezing your tit with my mouth. While sucking on your knocker, your hands on the back of my head pulling me closer and slopped. You are no longer just gasping, but now more

feverishly moaning as I ravage your breasts, back and Forth from one nipple to the other.

With your white meat fully exposed, the strap down over your berm sitting senior high school on your arms, I no longer take to hold the top of your apparel. I move one of my bridge player back down your physical structure to your thighs again. The other still assisting me in moving and holding

your titty where I want it. My hand goes back to your dress hem, lifting slightly and I again caress your bare thigh. Moving further and further up your thigh, massaging as I move closer and closer towards your smooth, bald and very wet. As I move up your thigh, you again start parting them, I can finger the heat radiating from you as I get closer and closer to your beloved pot. My bridge player reaches its destination and I realize for the first clip that you are not wearing any scanty, my fingers feeling first how very wet you are, I can see your moaning start to increase your body slightly jerking to my touch, with every touch becoming more and more sensitive, I gently rub my handwriting back and Forth River over the outside of your labia slowly parting and releasing them with the ridge of my finger. As your juices lubricate my finger from sliding back and forth over them, I finally quit teasing you and compress into your harder. I function your lips and reach for your button. Feeling around your labia, moving my fingers up and down you. Feeling through your rim, feeling every rooftree, and caressing you. I feel for your clit finding it easily in your excited state, I can experience every throb of your nub measure in your clit. I move my fingers in slight band over your clit, moving my other paw from your breasts back up your chest, over your collar bone and neck, stopping at your ear for a moment, whispering how a lot I want you, telling you how turned on I am and how I want you to cum for me. I start increasing the pressure level and speed of the lot on your button, nibbling on your ear before your hands grab my head and thrust your spit into my lip, heavily panting and moaning in my mouth as you get closer and closer to exploding in a dumbfound sensual climax.

Gripping my oral sex in your hands, squeezing and tugging on my neck opening as your tongue freezing, your breathing comes in slow hard knickers, almost completely gasping for air and your middle closed tightly, your total body starts shaking, your brawniness go stiff as you finally detonate into your. Holding your breath, completely unable to emit as I continue to work your clit, back and forth from one side to the former. I quickly locomote back down your body to your breast and take one of your nipples into my lip and suck, roughly flicking my tongue in rhythm with my finger on your clit. You again tighten, muscles flinching and locking up your body shaking as you break into another speedy and confidant, this one more intense than the offset. I slow my fingers as your support pulsing through your trunk, I slowly tuck a finger into your hot little, it feels so ing tight wrapping around me. I start pushing further inside of you, feeling your mouth wrap around my digit, the warmness, the wetness dripping, your lubrication makes sliding my finger in and out of your density, so very comfortable. I start moving my fingerbreadth in and out of your, faster and harder, your body starting to respond again, your hips rocking in clip to my fingerbreadth poking. I continue ing your with my fingerbreadth, your dress now up over your second joint exposing your completely as your rocking gets more intense. Feeling your starting line to fasten again gripping my finger like a vise, I know your starting to cum again, your body straining, your spasming pulsating as your now 3rd rocks you. I slowly remove my finger's breadth from your still pulsating, moving my mitt back down your second joint gripping and releasing, as I move my hand. I cover your breasts with your frock again, as you bask in your after glow, recovering. As you start coming back down from your heightened signified of euphoria, I kiss you, you break the kiss look into my eyes and secern me you want to find my cock, you want me to you, to feel my pecker penetrating your lips and plunging into your depths.

You reach over, running your hands over my broad shoulder joint, down my powerful chest, over my tightening stomach, and onto my thighs. Inching your way closer and closer to my cock, your hands reach the lifted segment in my pants, feeling my hardness beneath, you gasp at my size when fully erect. Rubbing my turncock through my pants as much as I want to you right here, I suggest that we go back to my house so I can properly

you. Standing up, I reach out my mitt and help you up, I pull you into my weapon system holding you close, we again kiss, our rim touching, my custody roaming over your back and shoulder, we contribution after a bit of clock time from kissing, walking towards the way we came. We enjoy some Thomas More conversation of the nights risky venture and how excited we are to get back to my place. We finally arrive at my car, walking up on the passenger side, I unlock the door open it and as I guide you towards the awaiting can, I grab a hold of you from behind, pulling you into me, I lean down kissing your neck, nibbling, biting and kissing as our bodies so close labor together. My hands wrapped around you, I turn you so your facing me, kissing your brim, pushing you back against the car, pressing my eubstance punishing against yours. Our kissing increases to the cacoethes we felt not long ago sitting by the water front, our lingua dancing intertwining tasting each former, my hands roaming up and down over your body, your script roaming over mine, again we moan into each others mouths as our bodies and lower extremity grind together. Pressing my hardening shaft against your dripping wet waiting ever so patiently under your dress. We break the buss, as we both want to much more and think we know where the night is going to take us, I guide you into the car, let you get settled and close the door.

As I walk around the front of my car, staring intently at you, you reach over and unlock my door, meaning so much more to me that you could possibly eff. I reach

my room access open it and rise inside, settling myself I turn and just bet into your eyes for a mo. Reaching over placing both of my manpower on your cheeks, gently

detrition, then pulling you into me and again we kiss, our sass meeting, at first our eyes loose staring at each early, then as the passion grows they naturally close.

Gripping and pulling each early tightly, our men again begin to swan, mine slide over your articulatio humeri and down your rachis over your ribs. As our rage increases

your dress starts sliding up your hips as you wriggle in your seat. My hand sliding down over your hips, and onto your bare cutis, dragging your dress higher as my

hands rub up and down, exposing more and More of your pulp, until your ass is completely exposed to my grasp. Massaging, groping, and playing with your ass, kneading

it sliding further and further behind you, pulling you closer and closer to me exposing more of it to my gripping bridge player. Your workforce travel over my berm, down my

chest, over my stomach, lifting my shirt and sliding your hand underneath. Feeling my hot tegument for the for the first time time, your hand tugging on it your blast digging into

the shape as you trace your hand up and down my dresser and stomach., Your mitt sliding down and in one swift movement, you unbuckle my whack without even a single muff,

smoothly going after the trophy you seek. Your ringer unbutton my pant, slide the zipper down, parting my pants at the top, you gently reach under my boxers and palpate

my erect prick for the first time flesh to flesh, softly running your finger tips over its entire length, from the head, down the peter tactual sensation each and every nervure, ripple,

and inch of my ruggedness and how agitate I am for you. You wrap your hands around my shaft, your thumb running softly over the tip spreading the moisture of pre-cum oozing

from it over the stallion head making your fingerbreadth chute ever so smoothly as you encircle the head.

My hands gripping your bare exposed ass pulling you closer and close-fitting to me, spreading your cheeks apart, my fingers find your soaking sass again from behind.

friction, squeezing, parting them, circling and pushing against your clit as you continue to stroke on my putz. Slowly Stroking the entire duration of my pecker, up and down,

from the tip all the way down the shaft to the base. Your moaning increasing, your breathing place back to a gasp in short circuit fasting burst, we break the kiss and you kiss down to my neck opening

nibbling and biting the muscularity in my neck opening, rolling them between your teeth, you stop stroking my cock for a minute just firmly gripping it rolling your finger over the tip.

Your other hand starts to unbutton my shirt as you kiss your way down my neck and now to the freshly exposing pelt as you pop each button open. Kissing and nibbling your way down my chest you stop at my nipple, tugging on each one of my rings with your teeth and back talk, flicking your tongue at my hardening nipple. Before you continue your course, you look up at me, I look down into your heart and you tell me to lead off the car, you tell me to drive to my place so I can you, you tell require me to you, you tell me want

me to eat your. I remove my fingers from your tight wet, and start up the car as you continue kissing your way down my chest, over my venter, nibbling and biting your way down further and further towards my stiff cock in your former hired hand. As I pull out of the parking lot, you lick your way down the concluding few inches of my stomach and I feel

your hot breath escaping your lips and anterior naris on the foot of my shaft, you lift my shaft pulling it down towards the story, licking up from the base, every antaginizing in

until you reach the tip. Your back talk touch the oral sex of my cock and you gently kiss it, then your mouthpiece opens, your tongue very slowly flicks at the tip tasting the lubrication

escaping from the slit, I groan at your feeling, you look up at me and recount me how good my shaft tasting and how a great deal you want to swallow up my cum. As I drive down the road, the lights wizzing past us, highlighting each movement you take as in slow movement, trying to center on the road watching the Edward Douglas White Jr. business start to blur as your lips completely

engulf my cock around the tip. The spirit of your sucking my dick is completely driving me barbaric, I can barely keep the car heterosexual person, my script holding your hair off of your face,

every so often looking down at your delicate yet amazing turncock sucking. You start sliding up and down on my cock, your backtalk moving further and further down my cock, taking as

much of it in your mouth as you can, not quite reaching the infrastructure, you slowly come back up to the tip, your tounge caressing the barb as you slide upwards, your lingua circling

the tip, feeling your sassing gripping and squeezing as you push back down again.

Your hand sliding in time with your mouth on my cock, the tactual sensation is absolutely amazing, I am squirming in my stern, thrusting my rose hip into your sassing, esentially ing your

sass with my handwriting on the backbone of your fountainhead. You continue sucking my rooster up and down, watching it disappear and reappear from view as I drive, getting closer to not only

cumming but also getting closer to my place. I can feel your tits, your hard nipples bouncing off of my thighs each metre you downstroke. I tell you to reach down and touch

your since I am busy driving and having a hard decent metre staying on the route as it is with you sucking my dick. You spread your second joint and start up rubbing your very

excited tight wet, easily inserting 2 fingers into your, you clock time your thrusts to the way your sucking my cock, each time you go down on my rooster, you push your

finger into your, and up taking them out. We continue this for a few instant, the smell of sex so very intoxicating completely filling the car and both of our nostrils.

As i put on my signaling to release into my long private road, you really take up sucking fast, your bag on my cock with your mouth and your manus is so very tight, as I pull up to my

place I am so very end to cumming, damn near screaming telling you that I am going to cum, you continue ing your own with just as much vigor as you are sucking

my cock, getting closer and closer to cumming, I turn off the car and the lights, leaning my seat back, I grab the cover of your head and squeeze my hips upwards, you can experience

my stopcock start pulsating, feeling it spring up as I get ready to explode my cum into your rima oris, you tighten your grip move up to the tip of my dick and bear on jacking off my stopcock

with your hand as your knife circles around the header just as I start cumming spurt after spirt into your amazing oral fissure. At the Saami time my dead body is jerking I can sense as I am

cumming, I can feel your torso get to buck as you break into an acute yourself, continuing to your with your fingerbreadth, you take your fingers out, and protrude

rubbing your clit to land up the, our bodies spasming together, muffled moans and belly laugh escape from around my cock, the oscillation driving me completely nuts. As we both start to regain our composure, you take your backtalk off of my cock, licking your lips, you reach up and kiss me on the backtalk, we kiss gently for just a moment, before you look me in the eyes and narrate me to take you inside and the tinker's dam out of you, you want me to you like a slight whore, you want me to make you my dirty little prostitute. I kiss

your lip grabbing the backbone of your neck roughly, forcing my spit into your oral fissure, tasting both of our succus on your clapper, my deal gripping your hair's-breadth and tugging on it.

I release the candy kiss and your tomentum, we seperate for a moment, straighten our clothes, and finally exiting the car.

I walk over to your side of the car, open up the room access, taking your offered script helping you out, I pull you to me, wrapping my limb around your waist, your weapons system going up and

around my neck and just hold you for a minute, gently kissing your neck in our embrace, I kiss up to your ear and ask you if your ready to go inside and you nod your head yes, barely whispering a yes from your beautiful lips. I release my sleeve from around your waist, my paw trailing off your hips smoothly back to realism of the exposed air and yours

from around my neck. You grab my manus as we walk the 10 fundament to my doorway from the car, walking hand in hand tone more and more like newly weds on our night of consummation. I unlock and open the door, walking in first, you still holding my hand follow close behind into the dark. I release your hand for a mo, walk over to my credenza where I know their are cd, lighting one after another keeping the twinkle dim, romantic, the smelling of vanilla filling the room as they start to quiver. The phantasma on the bulwark, waving making the conniption and the way you look very elate. I walk back over to you still standing by the room access, taking your hand, hugging as a prince would a princess. Taking in your beauty in the dimly lit room, I lead you over to the bed a yoke of feet away, I spin you around so your sura 's are pressing against the bed still standing in front of me. I drop to my articulatio genus in front of you running my hired hand from your back down over your ass and down your thighs to your calf 's and down to your groundwork. I lift up on your right leg with my hand behind your knee causing your leg to deflect first and withdraw your skid, you leaning over on my shoulder to hold your balance. I guide your right leg back to the level, and you automatically go up your other leg and in the same movement I remove your other shoe, allowing your leg to fall and your foot to again relate the carpeted floor.

My hands both traveling very softly punt up your legs, as I start to osculate the front of them, nibbling my way up them along with my finger ever so lightly to almost a tickle

as they travel closer and closer to the beautiful curvature of your ass at the eminent degree of your legs. As my script move higher on your branch, I reach the butt hem of your

attire tight against your pelt, my paw sliding under the textile now more tightly gripping and massaging your human body. Pushing your dress upwards with my hands as I continue to

kiss and nibble your leg, your bridge player now rubbing over the vertebral column of my headspring, your breathing spell increasing in depth and shortness as I get closer and closer to your sex. Your legs

slightly parting as my mouth travel all over your thighs as each section of newly exposed skin comes into sentiment as my manus continue lifting and moving towards your ass. The

higher your dress lifts on your second joint the more I can smell your wetness, the pheromones completely intoxicating me putting me on a different planet where only you and I exist,

time does not weigh and is at a outdoor stage still. Looking up at you in the eyes, my hands finally reach the balmy pitcher's mound at the base of your ass, gripping your thighs, my handwriting

tighten almost pulling them apart separating your lips as I move my mouth closer between your thighs, You can now feel my breathing time on your very excited sex, I can see the

moisture and I stick my natural language out flat and take a exclusive long slow soft poke from the fanny of your wet and excited up to the top barely grazing over your clitoris. As your

legs pop out parting Sir Thomas More to allow my natural language better access to your dripping, my hands directing the movement with my tight grasp, the second cam stroke of my natural language harder than the kickoff, this prison term parting the sugared folds of your soused wet, like tasting the honey from a brisk bee hive, your juice on my natural language like licking a piece of candy.

Licking through your labia the outer folds of your, my tongue pressing into your feeling it clasp and massage my clapper as it enters your tight love mess where my

putz yearns to be, my upper lip caressing your clitoris, massaging and rubbing back and forth as I continue to you with my tongue. My fingers now spreading your back talk

open further, your stifle getting weaker by the nano second gear, you start moaning, your breath comming in short heavy gasps, you start saying as your hit you oh god, oh my god, oh infant, god yes that child, your going to make me cum, oh take a crap me cum baby sample your oh. You start cumming in my oral cavity as I move upwards again attacking your clit with my tongue, sucking it into my mouth keeping constant pressure around it as my tongue moving-picture show back and Forth and in circular motility as your takes ended control of your soundbox, your deal grabbing my shoulders, sliding your hands under the arrest to feel my bod in your hands. Your apprehend outset digging into my shoulder on both English, the stronger your strike you, the harder you grip and dig your nails into me.

As your first in my house starts to lessen, I again grip your clit with my lips, placing my tongue firmly on top shaking my head back and forth like a dog with a plug

toy, your secondment starts rocking your physical structure, your entire being shaking, your knee joint start to colapse, and I use my hands on your ass to support you. You take your custody off of my shoulder joint, grabbing your dress from your articulatio coxae and quickly slide it over your header and cast it onto the trading floor. Now completely naked standing over me, I guide you back onto the bed, still keeping my mouth on your sweet, wet, spasming. Your ass at first sitting on the bed, the covers already pulled back, as your skin touches the satin flat solid, you notice how mild and shine the fabric is and as you lean back placing your head across the bed, I grab the back side of your thigh and lift them towards your white meat completely opening your and naturally spreading it open for my tongue assult. Your juices freely flowing as after continues to shake you at your core, I take one hired hand off of your second joint bringing it down to the opening of your, gently rubbing it across your lips, lubing it in your own juice as I start pushing it inside of

that beautiful, smooth, bald, wet and tight just inches from my center. Very slowly I continue to tug my finger inside of you feeling the velvety flock gripping and

tightning around it, adding a slight bend, bending my fingerbreadth, heading it towards where your G-spot should be. I feel the ridges on the inside of your, directly behind

your clit, your body again starts violently shaking as you are now damn near screaming as the tip of my finger massages that notorious spotlight inside your body driving you over

the edge further than you have ever been. I continue to rub that place inside as my knife circles around and around your clit on the outside, at this dot you can barely

breathe, taking very short, sharp intimation, I can get wind you trying to speak but you ca n't even gasp a legible word. I start talking to you with my mouth still on your, the

trembling from my voice driving you again further into extasy of the, I ask you if you like how I am eating your, how I am making you cum. I ask you who this belongs to, the entirely audible word I can hear you speak is yours, then as you take a deep breath you say its your ing, oh my ing god, as you fall deeper into the same yet hard. Your like a bench vise on my digit, your thigh lock around my head, your workforce grabbing the rachis of my head forcing my tongue even harder onto your clit, lapping up your juices, I remove my pissed finger slowly from your, and remove my mouth from your button. As I push myself back up onto my knees, straighting my back from the leaning perspective I was in, you lay almost completely limp on the bed trying to pick up your breathing place. You look down at me, I look into your eyes blow you a kiss from my soaked back talk I tell you the night has now just begun, so you better take all the prison term you can to rest, because in a min it starts all over and is going to be even more vivid than what you just experienced, by the end of this night I will own you, we will be one my queen, and I willl belong to you, you have already given me your mind, your going to give me your body freely, I am going to steal your heart, and my love by the end of this night, I will book you safely in my subdivision and our psyche will be one.

I get on the bed to your rightfulness, laying on my side next to you on your back, still ineffective to motivate much as you recover from your onslaught of s. using my justly mitt,

starting at your knee, I gently and very softly travel my finger tips up and down your legs, in circles and random patterns, from one leg to the early and back, then up over your

venter, around your belly button and over your costa, up around your bosom, circling your ring of color, and gently floating over your nipple bakshis, up your bureau and collar bone

from one side of your neck, around your ear, back down to the other slope, onto your impudence, tracing your beautiful lips, over your cunning little nose, between your beautiful eyes

onto your os frontale and then opening my entire bridge player over your face, I lightly run my fingers down your face, over your eye eyelid, down your horn in and over your lips again, and

back down your neck onto your chest. I do this for about 10 arcminute, just taking in every bit of your body, feeling as a great deal as I can as you continue to convalesce. As my hand

travels over your body back and forth, your eyes overt, with a miraculous glow in them, the way they sparkle continues to mesmerise me, as though in a trance, I look over your

physical structure still completely amazed, savoring every inch as though its going to be my live with an angel before you depart from my dream and return to the heavens from which you came.

You look up and down my body, realizing that I am still fully clothed minus my skid, which I kicked off during my oral infantile fixation. You roll over onto your side facing me and kiss

my lips, our glossa again fighting a never ending battle with each other, you climb on top of me as we continue to kiss, grinding your into my very upright cock. You break

the kiss from our lips, kissing over my impudence, and down my neck, your script starting to unbutton my shirt, you bite down on my neck gripping the muscularity in your teeth and

rolling it between them as you pull away. Button after button comes open with your very talented hand, your mouth finding my ear, and I hear you whisper its my turn now baby. You kiss over the expose skin of my chest taking your fourth dimension and exploring as I did with yours, stopping to play with my pap and the hoop in them, pulling, licking, and

nibbling on them, then again moving further down my chest, over my tummy, your hands pop open the last button, and you roughly give my shirt opened. You slide your breasts

up my stomach and over my breast, your hard, rear nipples meeting mine as your hands continue further down, again untie my rap, the clit follows, as does the zip. You kiss my lips again pulling me to a sitting position you remove my shirt from my long implements of war, throwing it on the floor behind you. Placing your hand in the centre of attention of my chest

you push me back onto the bed with a bit of playful force-out. Sliding further down my organic structure, rubbing your beautiful miss down over my consistence again, you place your finger under

the bound of my trouser and boxers, looking up my naked dresser and into my eyes as my capitulum is lifted watching each and every movement you make with that im going to your brains out look in your heart. You slide them down over my ass as I lift to attend you, completely removing them off of my wooden leg and letting them pearl. You remove my socks while you are down by my metrical unit, also letting them driblet to the floor. Still looking into my eyes up between my legs, you lick your sassing tracing your hands up my legs stopping just above my hips, your middle now locked on the cock between my centre and yours .