It started as far as I can think as you and I meeting at a restaurant on the water supply, I believe it was the southern Belle but am not positive. You were wearing a stunning black v neckline apparel, that hugged your dead body like nylon stocking, black high heels that

accentuated your leg magnificently. As I looked you over from head to toe, I was stunned at your beauty, the way your hairsbreadth slightly parted over one shoulder joint and how magnificent your skin glowed in the dim lighting. From the spark of your earrings,

to the glint of heaven in your eyes, from the glamorous necklace to your amazing bender. I walked up to you grabbed your helping hand and kissed it hello, looking into your centre I wrapped my arms around you and rive you close holding you for the initiative metre.

Your perfume intoxicating, your warmth exhilarating, the suavity of your peel mesmerizing, I gently leaned in and kissed your neck ever so gently, whispering in your ear how amazing you looked, and asked if you were fix for dinner. I stepped back as we parted, placed my hand at the small of your back, and led you to the door, opening the door, and guiding you inside and onto the boat. The concierge guided us to our buttocks, I waited for you to sit, and then took my posterior sitting close enough to hold your

bridge player. We enjoyed luminosity and humorous conversation as the eve continued, enjoying our meal, and each others company. We enjoy slight kissing, 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. Some metre later the boat pulls back in to dock, we finish our meal, and get up to leave. I pull your 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 and ear, as we slowly start walking towards the exit step in step.

As we exit the boat, a grab your mitt and we start walking along the water front along the river talking and enjoying each others troupe. I am simply amazed at your dish, your charm, and am so very turned on by you. We walk for a patch coming to a

bench area articulated lorry secluded from where we began. We sit down, turning to face each early, you cross your legs as I would expect a lady of your deportment to do, and I place my arm around your shoulder joint. We continue talking, laughing and giggling and just

staring at each other, never a leaden quiet. There is a slight reluctance in our conversation so I lean in and snog your brim for the for the first time time, ever so gracefully. Immediately as if I had been struck by lightning, the easy supple signature of your sass shudder my soul. The kiss becomes more and more passionate, I am slightly nibbling on your humiliated lip as we kiss, my helping hand comes up and I grab the back of your neck caressing and massaging, my thumb gently rubbing your impudence as we kiss. Our lips start to part and for the first-class honours degree time I taste the sweet succulent juice of your tongue. Our workforce now freely roaming over each other lost in the passion, the scent of your and my lust, the passion exuding from our torso as they mingle in the zippy night air, feeling you for the first time as the many metre I have dreamed of this interpersonal chemistry.

As our heat gets cryptic and hotter making out in a articulated lorry secluded public fix, our hands methodically moving over each others torso, my manpower traveling from your cervix and buttock, down over your bare shoulders tracing your flesh with mine, feeling the

mildness of your peel with my hands, covering each column inch, remembering the path and cherishing each moment. I trace down over your elbows down to your wrists and back up. feeling and caressing your beautiful physique, we break our kiss for a bit, and I kiss and piece down to your neck, inhaling your fragrance, tasting you, feeling you in my appreciation. Our bodies panting, feeling each other so very close, my intellect going crazy with hullabaloo and raw passion. God how you turn me on. I reach the top of your shoulders again, and start down your back, gripping and squeeze as I travel feeling your body, pulling you cockeyed and cheeseparing to me. I kiss, lap up and bite my way around your neck from one side to the other. As I pull you into me, I feel your titty pressing against my thorax, your pap hard from the alert air, and our excitation. My hands traveling now further down your cover, gripping and squeezing your hips, tracing down over your legs now. I feel the hem of your dress riding senior high school on your thigh beneath my finger top, slightly lifting the hem, and feeling your smooth thigh, gripping and squeezing your legs, you slightly part them at my ghost. The higher my deal travels up your soft smooth leg the more you role them. I hear you gasp as I continue going further and further up your thigh, you throw your head back as I continue biting and kissing your cervix. I kiss my way back up to your lips, and you grab my header, throwing your lips on mine,

pressing your tongue into my mouth, my hand makes its way back down your second joint towards your human knee, and goes back up on the outside of your dress this clock time, running up over your thigh up your waist, and up between your breast, again touching bring out skin. We are both breathing heavy now, your almost panting as we kiss sensually.

For the first sentence finally reaching your beautiful breasts, I grip your redress white meat in my hand at first gently squeezing and rubbing using my thumb to trapse over your erect nipple. Tracing low lot around your ring of color, feeling your torso react to my touch. I

move across your chest to the left knocker and do the Lapplander affair, gripping, rubbing, and squeezing with a bit more zestfulness than before, starting to lose myself in our lust and love. My script reaching the bare pelt at the V line in your wearing apparel and slipping underneath the edge, edging my hired man closer and closer to your bare breast and upright nipple. Inch by beautiful gut wrenching inch I slowly move towards your bare nipple. My fingers finally reach your set up nipple, feeling each bump around your ring of color before actually touching your nipple itself. I work my fingers around your pap, then taking it between my thumb and index digit gently pinching and twisting your nipple. Continuing to force your entire chest running the ridgeline of my digit back and Forth over your nipple, I move across your chest to your former. Touching and squeezing, feeling every single bulge of your soft touchy soma. I again kiss my way down to your neck nibbling for a moment, then continuing down over your collar bone, licking and tracing, tasting and nibbling my way down to your breast, I use my hand and attract the frock over your properly breast exposing it to the dark air and my waiting mouth. I quickly flick my

spit over your nipple, then pressing a slight harder rubbing a forget me drug around it. I then close in my back talk over your breast, feeling the passion from your hide in my mouth, I start licking and sucking as lots of your nipple and breast that I can fit. Kissing across

your chest, I uncover your other breast and plan of attack it with my lip, pulling and squeezing your mammilla with my back talk. While sucking on your breasts, your hands on the back of my drumhead pulling me closer and compressed. You are no longer just gasping, but now to a greater extent

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

With your boob fully exposed, the straps down over your shoulders sitting in high spirits on your blazonry, I no longer need to hold the top of your apparel. I move one of my handwriting back down your body to your thigh again. The other still assisting me in moving and holding

your breast where I want it. My mitt goes back to your attire hem, lifting slightly and I again fondle your bare second joint. Moving further and further up your second joint, 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 feel the heat radiating from you as I get closer and closer to your honey pot. My hand reaches its finish and I realize for the number one time that you are not wearing any panties, my digit feeling first how very wet you are, I can see your moaning first to increase your consistence slightly jerking to my touch, with every touch becoming more and more sensitive, I gently rub my hand back and forth over the outside of your labia slowly parting and releasing them with the ridges of my finger. As your juices lubricate my fingers from sliding back and forth over them, I finally quit teasing you and contract into your harder. I contribution your lip and reach for your clitoris. Feeling around your labia, moving my digit up and down you. Feeling through your lips, feeling every ridge, and caressing you. I feel for your clit finding it easily in your excited nation, I can sense every throb of your pump beat in your clit. I move my finger's breadth in small roofy over your clit, moving my other paw from your titty back up your chest, over your leash off-white and neck, stopping at your ear for a second, whispering how much I want you, telling you how turned on I am and how I want you to cum for me. I start increasing the atmospheric pressure and speed of the circles on your clit, nibbling on your ear before your hands grab my head and force your tongue into my mouth, heavily panting and moaning in my mouth as you get closer and closer to exploding in a perplex sensual climax.

Gripping my chief in your hands, squeezing and tugging on my cervix as your lingua frost, your breathing comes in dense hard pants, almost completely gasping for air and your eyes closed tightly, your entire trunk starts shaking, your muscles go stiff as you finally explode into your. Holding your breath, completely unable to breathe as I continue to wreak your clit, back and Forth from one side to the early. I quickly move back down your soundbox to your breasts and conduct one of your nipples into my mouth and suck, roughly flicking my tongue in calendar method of birth control with my digit on your clit. You again tighten up, musculus flinching and locking up your body shaking as you break into another rapid and intimate, this one more intense than the first. I slow my fingers as your keeps pulsing through your body, I slowly insert a fingerbreadth into your hot little, it feels so ing tight wrapping around me. I start pushing promote inside of you, feeling your lips wrap around my digit, the warmth, the wetness drippage, your lubrication makes sliding my finger in and out of your tightness, so very easy. I start moving my finger in and out of your, faster and harder, your body starting to react again, your pelvic arch rocking in clip to my digit thrusts. I continue ing your with my finger, your attire now up over your thigh exposing your completely as your rocking gets Thomas More acute. Feeling your start to reduce again gripping my finger like a vise, I know your starting to cum again, your body torture, your spasming pulsating as your now 3rd Rock you. I slowly withdraw my fingerbreadth from your still pulsating, moving my hand back down your thigh gripping and releasing, as I move my script. I cover your breasts with your frock again, as you bask in your after lambency, recovering. As you start coming back down from your heightened sense of euphoria, I kiss you, you break the osculate look into my eyes and secernate me you want to feel my cock, you want me to you, to feel my cock penetrating your sass and plunging into your depths.

You reach over, running your hands over my broad shoulders, down my muscular pectus, over my tightening tummy, and onto my thighs. Inching your way closer and closer to my cock, your hands reach the lifted department in my pants, feeling my stiffness beneath, you gasp at my sizing when fully erect. Rubbing my cock through my knickers 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 hired hand and help you up, I pull you into my arms holding you close, we again kiss, our lips touching, my hands roaming over your binding and berm, we part after a bit of prison term from kissing, walking towards the way we came. We enjoy some more conversation of the nights escapade and how excited we are to get back to my place. We finally gain my car, walking up on the rider side, I unlock the door spread it and as I guide you towards the awaiting seat, I grab a clutch of you from behind, pulling you into me, I lean down kissing your cervix, nibbling, biting and necking as our bodies so close wonk together. My hands wrapped around you, I turn you so your facing me, kissing your sassing, pushing you back against the car, pressing my consistency heavy against yours. Our kissing increases to the love we felt not long ago sitting by the water straw man, our glossa dancing intertwining tasting each former, my hands roaming up and down over your body, your hands roaming over mine, again we moan into each others mouths as our eubstance and low extremities grind together. Pressing my hardening dick against your dripping wet waiting ever so patiently under your dress. We break the osculation, as we both want to much More and think we know where the Nox 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 threshold, meaning so much Thomas More to me that you could possibly know. I reach

my doorway open it and wax inside, settling myself I turn and just look into your centre for a moment. Reaching over placing both of my hands on your nerve, gently

rubbing, then pulling you into me and again we kiss, our mouth meeting, at number 1 our eyes exposed staring at each former, then as the Passion grows they naturally close.

Gripping and pulling each former tightly, our hands again begin to roam, mine slide over your articulatio humeri and down your back over your rib. As our warmth 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 skin, dragging your dress higher as my

hands rub up and down, exposing more than and more of your flesh, until your ass is completely exposed to my grip. Massaging, groping, and playing with your ass, kneading

it sliding further and further behind you, pulling you closer and confining to me exposing more than of it to my gripping script. Your hands travel over my shoulder, down my

bureau, over my abdomen, lifting my shirt and sliding your hand underneath. Feeling my hot pelt for the first of all time, your handwriting tugging on it your nails digging into

the chassis as you trace your hand up and down my chest and stomach., Your hand sliding down and in one Dean Swift front, you unbuckle my whang without even a single fumble,

smoothly going after the prize you seek. Your dead ringer unbutton my pants, slide the zip down, parting my knickers at the top, you gently reach under my pugilist and sense

my erect cock for the first clock time flesh to flesh, softly running your fingerbreadth tips over its intact length, from the school principal, down the dick feeling each and every vein, wavelet,

and in of my ruggedness and how wind up I am for you. You wrap your manus around my pecker, your thumb running softly over the tip spreading the moisture of pre-cum oozing

from it over the entire head making your fingerbreadth slide ever so smoothly as you encircle the head.

My hands gripping your bare exposed ass pulling you closer and closer to me, spreading your cheek apart, my fingers find your soaking lip again from prat.

Rubbing, squeezing, parting them, circling and pushing against your clit as you continue to stroke on my cock. Slowly Stroking the entire length of my cock, up and down,

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

nibbling and biting the muscles in my neck, rolling them between your teeth, you stop stroking my prick for a moment 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 opening and now to the impertinently exposing skin as you pop each release capable. Kissing and nibbling your way down my chest you stop at my nipples, tugging on each one of my ringing with your teeth and mouth, flicking your tongue at my hardening tit. Before you continue your path, you look up at me, I look down into your eyes and you tell me to get down the car, you tell me to force to my place so I can you, you tell want me to you, you tell me want

me to eat your. I remove my fingers from your tight wet, and start the car as you continue kissing your way down my chest of drawers, over my stomach, nibbling and biting your way down further and further towards my stiff shaft in your other hand. As I pull out of the parking lot, you lick your way down the last few column inch of my stomach and I feel

your hot hint escaping your brim and nostrils on the base of my rooster, you lift my putz pulling it down towards the floor, licking up from the fundament, every antaginizing inch

until you reach the tip. Your lip touch the head of my cock and you gently kiss it, then your mouth surface, your glossa very slowly flicks at the tip tasting the lubrication

escaping from the scratch, I groan at your touch, you look up at me and narrate me how good my stopcock tastes and how much you want to swallow my cum. As I drive down the road, the visible light wizzing past us, highlighting each campaign you take as in slack movement, trying to rivet on the road watching the albumen telephone line start to blur as your rim completely

absorb my cock around the tip. The tactile property of your sucking my cock is completely driving me wild, I can barely hold back the car straight, my hand holding your whisker off of your aspect,

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

much of it in your back talk as you can, not quite reaching the root word, you slowly come back up to the tip, your tounge caressing the pecker as you slide upwards, your natural language circling

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

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

mouth with my deal on the backbone of your brain. You continue sucking my cock up and down, watching it disappear and reappear from position as I drive, getting closer to not only

cumming but also getting closer to my place. I can experience your nipple, your severe pap bouncing off of my thighs each time you downstroke. I tell you to reach down and contact

your since I am busy driving and having a grueling enough sentence staying on the road as it is with you sucking my dick. You spread your second joint and initiate rubbing your very

excited fast wet, easily inserting 2 digit into your, you clock time your jab to the way your sucking my cock, each time you go down on my dick, you push your

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

As i put on my signaling to turn into my retentive driveway, you really pop out sucking fast, your handle on my cock with your mouth and your manus is so very tight, as I pull up to my

topographic point I am so very close-fitting 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 shaft, getting closer and closer to cumming, I turn off the car and the visible radiation, leaning my arse back, I grab the back of your top dog and thrust my hip upwards, you can feel

my prick starting pulsating, feeling it raise as I get ready to explode my cum into your back talk, you tighten your traction be active up to the tip of my rooster and continue jacking off my cock

with your mitt as your clapper band around the school principal just as I start cumming spurt after spurt into your awing oral fissure. At the same clock time my trunk is jerking I can experience as I am

cumming, I can find your body start to twitch as you break into an vivid yourself, continuing to your with your fingers, you take your fingers out, and start up

rubbing your button to polish off the, our soundbox spasming together, muffled moan and wow escape from around my stopcock, the trembling driving me completely nuts. As we both start to recover our calmness, you take your back talk off of my cock, licking your sassing, you reach up and buss me on the lips, we kiss gently for just a present moment, before you look me in the eyes and separate me to make you inside and the shit out of you, you want me to you like a little whore, you want me to make you my dingy piddling lady of pleasure. I kiss

your lips grabbing the back of your neck roughly, forcing my tongue into your mouth, tasting both of our succus on your tongue, my hand gripping your fuzz and tugging on it.

I release the kiss and your hair, we seperate for a import, roll out our dress, and finally exiting the car.

I walk over to your side of the car, spread out the doorway, taking your offered hired hand helping you out, I pull you to me, wrapping my branch around your waist, your arms going up and

around my neck and just book you for a moment, 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 word yes, barely whispering a yes from your beautiful lip. I release my arms from around your shank, my hands trailing off your rose hip smoothly back to world of the out-of-doors air and yours

from around my neck. You grab my handwriting as we walk the 10 feet to my room access from the car, walking hand in hand smell more and more like newly Wednesday on our dark of consummation. I unlock and open the door, walking in first, you still holding my helping hand follow end behind into the darkness. I release your handwriting for a moment, walk over to my credenza where I know their are wax light, lighting one after another keeping the light dim, romantic, the smell of vanilla extract filling the room as they start to flicker. The shadows on the wall, waving making the picture and the way you look very intoxicating. I walk back over to you still standing by the door, taking your hand, kissing as a prince would a princess. Taking in your beauty in the dimly lit room, I lead you over to the bed a couple of metrical unit away, I spin you around so your sura 's are pressing against the bed still standing in presence of me. I drop to my genu in presence of you running my manus from your back down over your ass and down your thighs to your calfskin 's and down to your groundwork. I lift up on your in good order leg with my manus behind your knee causing your leg to stoop first and remove your shoe, you leaning over on my shoulder to preserve your symmetricalness. I guide your mighty leg back to the flooring, and you automatically move up your other leg and in the Lapplander crusade I remove your early shoe, allowing your leg to light and your foot to again stir the carpet floor.

My hands both traveling very softly back up your ramification, as I start to buss the nominal head of them, nibbling my way up them along with my fingerbreadth ever so lightly to almost a tickle

as they travel closer and closer to the beautiful curve of your ass at the highest breaker point of your legs. As my hands move high-pitched on your legs, I reach the bottom hem of your

dress tight against your skin, my hands sliding under the fabric now more tightly gripping and massaging your flesh. Pushing your wearing apparel upwards with my manpower as I continue to

kiss and nibble your legs, your hands now rubbing over the back of my head, your breath increasing in depth and shortness as I get closer and closer to your sex. Your legs

slightly parting as my backtalk travels all over your thigh as each section of newly exposed tegument comes into view as my work force continue lifting and moving towards your ass. The

gamey your dress lifts on your thigh the more I can reek your wetness, the pheromones completely intoxicating me putting me on a different planet where only you and I exist,

meter does not matter and is at a pedestal still. Looking up at you in the eyes, my script finally reach the indulgent hill at the base of your ass, gripping your second joint, my hands

tighten almost pulling them apart separating your mouth as I move my mouth closer between your thigh, You can now palpate my breathing time on your very wind up sex, I can see the

moisture and I stick my tongue out flat and accept a single long slow easy lick from the bum of your wet and excited up to the top barely grazing over your clitoris. As your

legs go parting to a greater extent to set aside my clapper better access code to your dripping, my deal directing the movement with my tight reach, the second separatrix of my glossa harder than the first, this fourth dimension parting the sweet folds of your tight wet, like tasting the honey from a fresh bee beehive, your juice on my tongue like licking a piece of candy.

Licking through your labia the outer folds of your, my tongue pressing into your feeling it grasp and massage my knife as it enters your tight dear hole where my

peter yearns to be, my amphetamine lip caressing your clit, massaging and rubbing back and Forth as I continue to you with my glossa. My fingerbreadth now spreading your brim

open further, your knees getting weaker by the nano irregular, you start moaning, your breathing time comming in short heavy gasp, you start saying as your hits you oh god, oh my god, oh child, god yes that baby, your going to take in me cum, oh spend a penny me cum baby taste your oh. You start cumming in my backtalk as I move upwards again attacking your clit with my tongue, sucking it into my sass keeping changeless pressure around it as my knife flicks back and forth and in orbitual motions as your takes complete control of your body, your work force grabbing my shoulders, sliding your custody under the shoe collar to feel my flesh in your bridge player. Your nails showtime digging into my shoulders on both incline, the stronger your hits you, the harder you grip and dig your nails into me.

As your outset in my family starts to subside, I again grip your clit with my back talk, placing my tongue firmly on top shaking my foreland back and Forth River like a dog with a chewing

toy, your s showtime rocking your consistence, your entire being shaking, your knee joint start to colapse, and I use my hands on your ass to stand you. You take your hands off of my shoulders, grabbing your attire from your pelvic arch and quickly slide it over your head and bedevil it onto the floor. Now completely naked standing over me, I guide you back onto the bed, still keeping my mouth on your confection, wet, spasming. Your ass at 1st sitting on the bed, the cover version already pulled back, as your skin touches the satin sail, you notice how gentle and smooth the fabric is and as you lean back placing your psyche across the bed, I grab the backrest side of meat of your thighs and pinch them towards your boob 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 hand off of your thigh bringing it down to the opening of your, gently rubbing it across your sassing, lubing it in your own juices as I start pushing it inside of

that beautiful, smooth, bald, wet and tight just inches from my eyes. Very slowly I continue to push my digit inside of you feeling the velvety sheepfold gripping and

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

your clitoris, your trunk again starts violently shaking as you are now damn near screaming as the tip of my finger's breadth massages that infamous spot inside your body driving you over

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

breathe, taking very short, sharp hint, I can hear you trying to verbalise but you ca n't even heave a legible word. I start talking to you with my mouth still on your, the

oscillation 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 only audible Scripture I can hear you speak is yours, then as you take a deep hint you say its your ing, oh my ing god, as you fall deeper into the same yet firm. Your like a bench vise on my finger, your thighs lock around my capitulum, your manus grabbing the cover of my head forcing my tongue even harder onto your clit, lapping up your juices, I remove my intoxicate finger's breadth slowly from your, and remove my mouth from your clit. As I push myself back up onto my human knee, straighting my back from the leaning position I was in, you lay almost completely wilted on the bed trying to catch your breath. You look down at me, I look into your optic blow you a kiss from my soaked lips I tell you the night has now just begun, so you better take all the time you can to repose, because in a minute it starts all over and is going to be even more intense than what you just experienced, by the end of this dark 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 slip your heart, and my love by the end of this night, I will hold you safely in my arms and our individual will be one.

I get on the bed to your right, laying on my side next to you on your back, still ineffective to go much as you recover from your onslaught of s. victimisation my compensate script,

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

stomach, around your belly push and over your ribs, up around your breasts, circling your areola, and gently floating over your nipple baksheesh, up your chest and collar bone

from one side of your neck, around your ear, back down to the early side, onto your cheeks, tracing your beautiful lips, over your cute short olfactory organ, between your beautiful eyes

onto your forehead and then opening my entire hand over your case, I lightly run my finger down your face, over your eye lids, down your nose and over your lips again, and

back down your neck onto your chest. I do this for about 10 minutes, just taking in every bit of your soundbox, feeling as much as I can as you continue to reclaim. As my hired man

travels over your trunk back and forth, your centre open, with a providential glow in them, the way they sparkle continues to mesmerize me, as though in a trance, I look over your

body still completely amazed, savoring every inch as though its going to be my last with an Angel before you depart from my dream and recurrence to the heaven from which you came.

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

my rim, our spit again fighting a never ending engagement with each other, you climb on top of me as we continue to osculate, grinding your into my very erect tool. You break

the kiss from our lips, kissing over my cheeks, and down my neck, your hands starting to unbutton my shirt, you bite down on my neck gripping the muscle in your dentition and

rolling it between them as you pull away. button after push button comes unresolved with your very talented workforce, your rima oris finding my ear, and I hear you whisper its my turn now baby. You kiss over the exposed hide of my chest taking your sentence and exploring as I did with yours, stopping to encounter with my nipples and the halo in them, pulling, licking, and

nibbling on them, then again moving further down my pectus, over my stomach, your custody pop spread out the last button, and you roughly throw my shirt open. You slide your breasts

up my stomach and over my chest, your hard, erect tit meeting mine as your hands continue further down, again undoing my whang, the button follows, as does the zipper. You kiss my lips again pulling me to a sitting position you remove my shirt from my long arms, throwing it on the base behind you. Placing your script in the shopping center of my chest

you push me back onto the bed with a bit of playful force. Sliding further down my body, rubbing your beautiful miss down over my physical structure again, you place your fingers under

the sharpness of my pants and boxers, looking up my naked bureau and into my eyes as my top dog is lifted watching each and every drift you make with that im going to your brainiac out look in your eyes. You slide them down over my ass as I lift to attend to you, completely removing them off of my legs and letting them drop. You remove my wind sleeve while you are down by my feet, also letting them dip to the floor. Still looking into my eyes up between my legs, you lick your backtalk tracing your manus up my branch stopping just above my hips, your eyes now locked on the cock between my heart and yours .