valentine's Day, the event where lovemaking and sometimes starve is universally celebrated by the good deal. heyday, umber and dinner are the norms and nothing'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 upshot with, Simone F or SF for suddenly, blessed with hair down to her berm's, a sun tanned caramel complexion that gave off the appearance of Amerindian language heritage and a smile that while I never told her, made any showery day instantly sunny. Mushy I know ! So to change that let's get to the body type, I could start with her amazing chest but I'll go with those gorgeous peg. Oh how I couldn't wait to fondle them, clout and piazza kisses all over them. Those farsighted and smooth out beaut, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my waist while I plunged inside of her ( Note to self, I had to ready this happen ). Now onto to those amazing breast ! Simone was a slim woman so I was surprisingly caught off guard by the 36 C's, man they were nice I found myself envying her bra at times, being able-bodied to constantly hold such sizeableness. Now I talked to a few female person during this time but no matter which one of them I spent prison term with SF was always at the top of my list, so it was only right I made this eve 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 go out great mental picture, with that said membranophone roll please ( No really drum roll cat )

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 udder off, freshening up and changing into our attire for the even. I wore a dainty blazer and falloff along with some loafers, no pauperism to get into super point about my outfit, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would describe her smell, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh length dress that hugged every bender left me speechless and to top it off she had on some black heels that screamed"piece of ass me ”. I wasn't even trying to lead the room and before I knew it my arms were around her shank, kissing along her neck and shoulders, we were freshly dressed and ready to go but I didn't care, we had meter to kill and I couldn't leave without getting at to the lowest degree a taste sensation. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up to much pull stockings and removed panties, took off my blazer and loosened up the tie, stuck my typeface between, tops tongue arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so much I began thinking it was my public figure. One affair I enjoyed about SF was her private-enterprise nature, her anything you can do I can do serious mentality, so before tenacious my pants were removed. After being sucked with such vigor and passion. It would be disrespect if I didn't cum, for her, I had to give her my cum ! Now it was to re-freshen up before heading to consume a 30 second 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 exigency state of affairs we were off ! The view was amazing and even though SF was enjoying the tour of duty the way my arm was being gripped I could tell she was a little uneasy about being so high-pitched up.

It's only so much you can say to calm a person's face when you're over a thou foot in the air, luckily I didn't design to say anything. I had requested SF to compact about four pairs of stockings, she questioned the request but there was a reason behind it, especially with her being on her bit battalion. My right field arm draped around her berm as I placed my left hired man unto her second joint, ripping into the stocking. Placing my manus inside I slowly began rubbing the inner area. Simone's expression went from one of fear to intrigue as I continued rubbing, hand creeping up slowly, SF's expectancy growing with every touch. Her body tensed up as I reached her start clitoris, glancing over at me Simone bit her tooshie lip and looked down, I followed her eyes and saw that her legs were spreading, granting me passage. Two finger slid inside, exploring it's new placement, SF's back slid up against the seat, my fingers tunneling upwards. The look on her face was priceless, whether it was the biting of her bottom lip to contain her groan or her eyes rolling every which way, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. Trying to realize some illusion of control SF began grinding on my two fingers, her hip control was perplex and I knew I had to replace those fingers and put something else inside of her immediately. With my free hand I pulled the condom out my pocket and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grin appeared across her face. With surprising swiftness, SF had my dick out of my gasp, condom placed on. I don't know if this would make me a member of the mile high golf-club but shit I didn't care, how many people can say they had eggbeater sex ? But enough about my inner thoughts, you guys want to see about the adventuresome x-rated hooey, don't ya ? Sf was in the reverse cowgirl position putting a workings on me, those magical hips slowing moving with intricate purpose and that purpose was to make me burst forth. Now that takes me back to the whole competitive thing, she was behind grudge wise ( in terminus 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 bring in me explode, I felt like a fourth dimension bomb ticking ..slowly the timekeeper counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my hardest to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything weird to get my centering but guess what ? This woman was a wizard, a witch a combination of Hermine ( From Harry thrower ) and a pornography star. No amount of concentration was going to deter her from her goal. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the disaster movies you've watched that had major explosions….think about Ryu from Street combatant upper cutting an old woman and that's what happened to me. It took every apothecaries' ounce of my soul not to make any type of sound…I had to conduct the intent of Hulk Hogan to remain silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like heaven and red velvet cake….yes that in effect. I wasn't even focused on the whirlybird ride…no no…I had my eyes focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my architectural plan in question, after a quick clean and jerk up dinner party was next 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 post where if you bring someone there you're definitely getting some that night…no head asked. Dimly lit and not too crowded we proceeded to go through the motions of ordering food and drinkable, making eye contact ever so often communicating our wants and desires. Our seating wasn't the traditional across the table fashion, we were seated directly next to each other which made my conquering even easier. My plan was to slowly remove her stockings and scanty as the waiter brought out the intellectual nourishment and drinks but what I didn't expect was to feel nothing but leg when I slid my hired 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"Play with my slit"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 minutes 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 menu delights.

I don't know if she was shocked by anything I did anymore but I know she enjoyed every mo of it. You may ask how do I know if she did ? fountainhead I'm not one to brag or boast but I don't shimmer when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to place excess stress on that one. Plus when her stage are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a augury that you're doing something right. Any type of intimate act in pubic takes an immense total of forcefulness not to extract delight in the loudest way possible, it's a natural human reaction to groan, shrieking, blurt out four varsity letter words or even proclaim our love ( fell aspect ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can mortal pleassssseeee bring the check-out procedure"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the table chin and lips still having hint of her wetness on it, SF licked all of her juice off and said we have to get back to the room now. The waiter came back to our hold over bill in hand, he curiously stared at our untouched food and drinks but I don't think he was able to put it all together

You would take in thought SF robbed the place the way she bolted on ... by the time I stepped foot out the restaurant she was already in a cab yelling at me to hurry up. My anticipation was building ... most likely due to the mind in the cab ... the way she brought me to approach climax then stopped ... the laugh she let out when she saw my torment ... I could not await to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd give birth got it on in the hotel hall but I love my freedom so I could hold back a till I got in the way. Mannnnn once that door opened ... .it was pure raw savage luxuria at its finest ... clothes were literally ripped off ... fuck the cost of the outfit, it was all about pleasure at this point ! !

There Sf was, naked ... every curve 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 slit from the vertebral column, there was a duffel bag on the English of me, it took a minute to feel around but I was able to obtain some interesting item ... lets see..we have hired man cuffs ... slavery magnetic tape not to note the ice on the dresser this was gon na be fun.
She was so catch with what was happening to her she did n't even realize what was about to go down. It 's amazing what spit on a pussy will do to a female, the euphoric feeling ... the lack of I surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's limb were tied up to the bed post using the bondage tape recording ... her legs wrapped around my waist ..ankles handcuffed, all I needed was enough room to use the bucket of ice and to please her till she squirted ... yes squirted ! I moved along her soundbox with the ice ... stopping and focusing on every situation the seemed to announce the slightest glimmer of delight. I do n't call back there 's enough time to explain to you how many times Sf let promiscuous but I will distinguish you all that the sheets needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I guess ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would cogitate as much as she came Sf would be knocked out .... tinker's damn near was but she was like a bagger in the finis cycle moving off of heterosexual instinct and adrenaline. That combining would get the best of me ... pushed down onto a chair l, my arms and feet were restrained by the slavery tape, with my dick standing at attention Sf slipped on a condom and rode me like it was the last pipe she 'd be receiving. check your breathing ... control your breathing ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her head stopcock back as she dug her nails in my shoulders almost made me say shag breathing all together lol. My breakage put is when she reversed emplacement and I had to watch that ass bounce up and down ... it 's only so much a man can take ... the perspective and her puss was just faultless ... and just like thought a shot a nut right into her ( protected by the safety of course ) heavy ventilation was the merely sound that was heard ... no words were spoken for a few moments. 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 handbill you 'd be doing the same thing ... I had the woman I wanted nude, and memories that concluding for a while ... I 'd say this was a good v-day