Valentine's Day, the event where passion and sometimes lustfulness is universally celebrated by the batch. flower, chocolate and dinner are the norm and nothing's wrong with that but me, I like to go above and beyond. This V-day was going to be epic ! There was one cleaning lady who I wanted to spend this event with, Simone F or SF for short, blessed with tomentum down to her shoulder's, a sun tanned raw sienna complexion that gave off the appearance of Indian inheritance and a grin that while I never told her, made any rainy day instantly sunny. Mushy I know ! So to change that let's get to the body type, I could embark on with her amazing tit but I'll go with those gorgeous wooden leg. Oh how I couldn't wait to caress them, salt lick and space kiss all over them. Those long and smooth mantrap, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my waist while I plunged inside of her ( Note to self, I had to construct this happen ). Now onto to those amazing boob ! Simone was a slight woman so I was surprisingly caught off sentry go by the 36 C's, man they were nice I found myself envying her bra at times, being able to constantly take such greatness. Now I talked to a few female during this time but no matter which one of them I spent clip with SF was always at the top of my lean, so it was only veracious I made this evening special. Now before I give you all the rundown of the festivities, I understand Simone isn't my girl, but we dig each other and I like to leave not bad impressions, with that said membranophone roll please ( No really drum roll 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 handbag off, freshening up and changing into our attire for the even. I wore a dainty sport coat and slacks along with some bum, no need to get into super detail about my turnout, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would describe her looking at, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh distance apparel that hugged every curve left me speechless and to top it off she had on some black heels that screamed"Fuck me ”. I wasn't even trying to leave alone the room and before I knew it my weapon were around her shank, kissing along her neck and berm, we were freshly dressed and ready to go but I didn't maintenance, we had clock time to pop and I couldn't leave without getting at least a taste. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up up to much ripped stockings and polish off panties, took off my sports coat and loosened up the tie, vex my facial expression between, exceedingly tongue arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so often I began thinking it was my epithet. One thing I enjoyed about SF was her competitive nature, her anything you can do I can do better mindset, so before long my pants were removed. After being sucked with such vigor and warmth. It would be disrespect if I didn't cum, for her, I had to commit her my cum ! Now it was to re-freshen up before heading to contract a 30 minute Helicopter term of enlistment of NYC. Upon reaching the heliport Simone's jaw dropped, in no way did she ever expect something like this. After being briefed about normal & regulation, safe and emergency situations we were off ! The eyeshot was amazing and even though SF was enjoying the turn the way my arm was being gripped I could tell she was a little restless about being so senior high school up.

It's only so a great deal you can say to calm a soul's mettle when you're over a thousand foot in the air, luckily I didn't design to say anything. I had requested SF to tamp about four pairs of stockings, she questioned the request but there was a reasonableness behind it, especially with her being on her 2d multitude. My ripe arm draped around her shoulder as I placed my left hand unto her thigh, ripping into the stocking. Placing my hired man inside I slowly began rubbing the inner area. Simone's construction went from one of fear to fascinate as I continued rubbing, deal creeping up slowly, SF's prediction growing with every touch. Her body tensed up as I reached her scratch button, glancing over at me Simone bit her bottom lip and looked down, I followed her center and saw that her branch were spreading, granting me passing. Two digit slid inside, exploring it's new positioning, SF's back slid up against the seat, my finger's breadth tunneling upwards. The look on her face was priceless, whether it was the biting of her fanny lip to turn back her moans or her eyes rolling every which way, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. Trying to gain some colour of control SF began grinding on my two finger, her hip control was astonishing and I knew I had to replace those digit and put something else inside of her immediately. With my free handwriting I pulled the prophylactic out my pocket and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grin appeared across her face. With surprise speed, SF had my dick out of my knickers, condom placed on. I don't know if this would work me a member of the mile heights club but red cent I didn't charge, how many people can say they had helicopter sex ? But enough about my interior thoughts, you guys want to hear about the adventurous x-rated stuff, don't ya ? Sf was in the setback cowgirl position putting a working on me, those magical rose hip slowing moving with intricate purpose and that intent was to spend a penny me explode. Now that takes me back to the totally competitory affair, she was behind sexual conquest wise ( in damage of cumming ) and was looking to rise back into the race………To be continued



Still with me ? I know you are J ! ! ! Now like I previously stated SF was trying to piddle me explode, I felt like a time bomb calorimeter ticking ..slowly the timer counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my firmly to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything Wyrd to get my nidus but pretend what ? This adult female was a magician, a beldame a combining of Hermine ( From Harry Potter ) and a porn sensation. No amount of assiduousness was going to discourage her from her goal. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the tragedy picture you've watched that had major explosions….think about Ryu from Street fighter aircraft upper cutting an old woman and that's what happened to me. It took every ounce of my soulfulness not to make any type of sound…I had to channel the look of hulk Hogan to persist silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like Eden and red velvet cake….yes that adept. I wasn't even focused on the chopper ride…no no…I had my eye focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my programme in motion, after a ready clean up dinner was side by side on the agenda and reliance me, what I wanted wasn't on the carte du jour. Now I can't tell you Guy where we went but I will differentiate you that it was one of those places where if you bring someone there you're definitely getting some that night…no doubt asked. Dimly lit and not too crowded we proceeded to go through the motions of ordering food and drunkenness, making eye physical contact ever so often communicating our wants and desires. Our seating wasn't the traditional across the board manner, we were seated directly next to each former which made my conquering even wanton. My plan was to slowly hit her stockings and panties as the server brought out the food for thought and drinking but what I didn't expect was to feel nothing but leg when I slid my handwriting under the table ! ! ! Seems like SF had plan of her own. Looking up at me with a mischievous grin, I already knew what time it was or did I ( Dramatic medicine ) ? She began kissing my neck, working her way up and then sensually whispering"Play with my pussy"My fingers did the cha cha slide with her kitten. Getting wet enough to drown Free Willy, oh but I wasn't done…all the entrees had been brought out and I figured we'd have at least 25 hour 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 retrieve my crotch and to taste some of the off the carte du jour 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 sleep together if she did ? fountainhead I'm not one to vaunt or boast but I don't frolic when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to place extra emphasis on that one. Plus when her peg are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a sign that you're doing something right. Any type of sexual act in pubic takes an immense sum of strength not to express pleasure in the loudest way potential, it's a instinctive homo reaction to moan, scream, blurt out four alphabetic character watchword or even proclaim our honey ( skin side ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can individual pleassssseeee bring the hinderance"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the mesa chin and lips still having traces of her wetness on it, SF licked all of her juices off and said we have to get back to the elbow room now. The server came back to our table peak in hand, he curiously stared at our uninfluenced intellectual nourishment and boozing but I don't think he was able to put it all together

You would consume thought SF robbed the piazza the way she bolted on ... by the sentence I stepped foot out the eatery she was already in a cab yelling at me to travel rapidly up. My expectancy was building ... most in all probability due to the head in the cab ... the way she brought me to near culmination then stopped ... the joke she let out when she saw my anguish ... I could not hold back to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd take in got it on in the hotel hallway but I love my freedom so I could look a till I got in the room. Mannnnn once that room access opened ... .it was pure raw beast lecherousness at its hunky-dory ... clothes were literally ripped off ... fuck the toll of the turnout, it was all about pleasance at this point ! !

There Sf was, naked ... every bend accounted for ... I wish you all could share this view..this was art ... this was a masterpiece ... this was ... .about to get nasty real quick. I quickly bent her over and tasted the pussy from the back, there was a duffle bag on the side of me, it took a minute to feel around but I was capable to find some matter to point ... lets see..we have hand cuffs ... thrall tapeline not to mention the ice on the dresser this was gon na be fun.
She was so soft on 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 kitty will do to a female, the euphoric feeling ... the want of unity surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's limb were tied up to the bed post using the bondage magnetic tape ... her legs wrapped around my waist ..ankles handcuffed, all I needed was plenty elbow room to use the bucket of ice and to delight her till she squirted ... yes squirted ! I moved along her consistence with the ice ... stopping and focusing on every spot the seemed to announce the svelte inkling of delight. I do n't cogitate there 's enough time to explain to you how many multiplication Sf let loose but I will tell you all that the sail needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I guesswork ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would think as much as she came Sf would be knocked out .... red cent near was but she was like a Boxer in the in conclusion round moving off of straightaway instinct and epinephrin. That compounding would get the best of me ... pushed down onto a president l, my arms and feet were restrained by the thrall tape measure, with my dick standing at tending Sf slipped on a condom and hinge on me like it was the final stage pipework she 'd be receiving. Control your breathing ... see your breathing ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her school principal pecker back as she dug her nails in my articulatio humeri almost made me say do it breathing all together lol. My breaking put is when she reversed positions and I had to watch that ass bounce up and down ... it 's only so much a man can conduct ... the survey and her pussycat was just faultless ... and just like thought a barb a nut right into her ( protected by the safety of track ) clayey ventilation was the only auditory sensation that was heard ... no tidings were spoken for a few consequence. I was untied and SF collapsed on the bed exhausted and satisfied, me..tired as I was went to eat my food that was previously neglected ... if you saw the broadside you 'd be doing the Sami matter ... I had the adult female I wanted au naturel, and memories that death for a spell ... I 'd say this was a good v-day