Valentine's Day, the outcome where love and sometimes lust is universally celebrated by the masses. Flowers, chocolate and dinner are the average and nada's wrong with that but me, I like to go above and beyond. This V-day was going to be epic ! There was one woman who I wanted to spend this event with, Simone F or SF for short, blessed with whisker down to her shoulder's, a sun tanned caramel brown skin color that gave off the appearing of Indian heritage and a grinning that while I never told her, made any rainy day instantly sunny. Mushy I know ! So to deepen that let's get to the soundbox eccentric, I could come out with her amazing titty but I'll go with those gorgeous leg. Oh how I couldn't wait to caress them, lick and place kisses all over them. Those long and smooth out sweetheart, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my waist while I plunged interior of her ( Federal Reserve note to self, I had to make this happen ). Now onto to those amazing boob ! Simone was a slim woman so I was surprisingly caught off guard by the 36 C's, man they were overnice I found myself envying her bra at times, being able to constantly moderate such greatness. Now I talked to a few females during this clip but no matter which one of them I spent time with SF was always at the top of my list, so it was only right I made this level extra. Now before I give you all the rundown of the festivities, I understand Simone isn't my girl, but we dig each former and I like to allow for great notion, with that said drum cast please ( No really drum roll guy wire )

Our day started with a slip to our hotel, now I know what you're thinking….story over, right ? Nope, we checked in around 3 and dropped our bags off, freshening up and changing into our garb for the evening. I wore a nice blazer and slacks along with some Loafer, no indigence to get into super item about my getup, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would describe her face, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh length garb that hugged every curvature left me speechless and to top it off she had on some black heels that screamed"nookie me ”. I wasn't even trying to leave the room and before I knew it my arms were around her waist, kissing along her neck and shoulder joint, we were freshly dressed and ready to go but I didn't care, we had time to vote out and I couldn't leave without getting at least a taste. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up to much rend stockings and off step-in, took off my sport jacket and loosened up the tie, stuck my face between, first-rate clapper arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so a lot I began thinking it was my name. One affair I enjoyed about SF was her free-enterprise nature, her anything you can do I can do better brain, so before long my bloomers were removed. After being sucked with such energy 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 occupy a 30 minute 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 device and parking brake situations 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 apart she was a piffling nervous about being so gamey up.

It's only so much you can say to calm a person's face when you're over a thousand feet in the air, luckily I didn't plan to say anything. I had requested SF to mob about four pairs of stockings, she questioned the request but there was a intellect behind it, especially with her being on her secondment large number. My aright arm draped around her shoulders as I placed my left hand unto her thigh, ripping into the stocking. Placing my deal inside I slowly began rubbing the inside area. Simone's expression went from one of veneration to intrigue as I continued rubbing, helping hand creeping up slowly, SF's expectancy growing with every touch. Her soundbox tensed up as I reached her showtime push button, glancing over at me Simone bit her bottom lip and looked down, I followed her eyes and saw that her leg were spreading, granting me transit. Two finger's breadth slid inside, exploring it's new emplacement, SF's back slid up against the fanny, my fingers tunneling upwards. The look on her face was priceless, whether it was the biting of her bottom lip to arrest her moan or her middle rolling every which way, I knew I had her right field where I wanted her. Trying to make headway some semblance of control SF began grinding on my two fingers, her hip controller was gravel and I knew I had to interchange those fingers and put something else inside of her immediately. With my unloosen helping hand I pulled the condom out my air hole and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grinning appeared across her face. With surprising speed, SF had my dick out of my knickers, condom placed on. I don't know if this would clear me a member of the mile high society but Irish bull I didn't caution, how many people can say they had chopper sex ? But enough about my intimate thoughts, you guys want to hear about the adventurous x-rated stuff, don't ya ? Sf was in the reversal cowgirl location putting a workings on me, those magical coxa slowing moving with intricate intention and that use was to make me explode. Now that takes me back to the unharmed competitive thing, she was behind musical score Isaac Mayer Wise ( in price of cumming ) and was looking to climb up back into the race………To be continued



Still with me ? I know you are J ! ! ! Now like I previously stated SF was trying to realize me set off, I felt like a time bomb ticking ..slowly the timer counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my hardest to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything weird to get my focus but guess what ? This womanhood was a adept, a hag a combination of Hermine ( From Harry ceramist ) and a pornography champion. No amount of concentration was going to deter her from her goal. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the catastrophe motion-picture show 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 channel the intent of Hulk William Benjamin Hogan to remain silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like heaven and red velvet cake….yes that good. I wasn't even focused on the helicopter ride…no no…I had my eyes focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my plan in motion, after a prompt clean up dinner was next on the agenda and combine me, what I wanted wasn't on the menu. Now I can't tell you cat where we went but I will severalize you that it was one of those blank space where if you bring someone there you're definitely getting some that night…no questions asked. Dimly lit and not too crowded we proceeded to go through the motions of ordering food and potable, making eye contact ever so often communicating our wants and desires. Our seating wasn't the traditional across the board mode, we were seated directly next to each other which made my conquering even easier. My plan was to slowly move out her stockings and step-in as the waiter brought out the food and drinks but what I didn't expect was to palpate nothing but leg when I slid my manus under the table ! ! ! Seems like SF had programme of her own. Looking up at me with a mischievous smiling, I already knew what metre it was or did I ( Dramatic medicine ) ? She began kissing my neck opening, working her way up and then sensually whispering"Play with my kitty-cat"My fingers did the cha cha swoop 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 server came in and checked on us and that's when I"accidentally"dropped my fork. Quickly I dropped down under the table to call back my forking and to taste some of the off the menu delights.

I don't know if she was shocked by anything I did anymore but I know she enjoyed every minute of it. You may ask how do I know if she did ? Well I'm not one to brag or swash but I don't sport when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to localize excess emphasis on that one. Plus when her pegleg are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a sign that you're doing something right. Any character of intimate act in pubic takes an huge amount of effectiveness not to express pleasure in the flash way possible, it's a born human response to moan, screech, blurt out four letter words or even proclaim our love life ( Hides face ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can someone pleassssseeee bring the tab"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the table chin and lips still having tincture of her wetness on it, SF licked all of her juices off and said we have to get back to the way now. The waiter came back to our table broadsheet in mitt, he curiously stared at our untouched food for thought and drinks but I don't think he was able to put it all together

You would have thought SF robbed the place the way she bolted on ... by the metre I stepped foot out the eating place she was already in a cab yelling at me to hurry up. My anticipation was building ... well-nigh belike due to the brain in the cab ... the way she brought me to near sexual climax then stopped ... the laugh she let out when she saw my anguish ... I could not wait to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd have got it on in the hotel hallway but I love my freedom so I could hold off a till I got in the elbow room. Mannnnn once that threshold opened ... .it was vestal raw wildcat lust at its finest ... clothes were literally ripped off ... fuck the toll of the outfit, it was all about pleasure at this head ! !

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 filthy real quick. I quickly bent her over and tasted the cunt from the back, there was a duffle bag on the side of me, it took a minute to feel around but I was able to detect some interesting point ... lets see..we have manus cuffs ... bondage tape not to mention the ice on the toilet table this was gon na be fun.
She was so enamored with what was happening to her she did n't even substantiate what was about to go down. It 's amazing what lingua on a pussy will do to a female person, the euphoric tactile sensation ... the lack of ones surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's implements of war were tied up to the bed post using the thrall tape ... her ramification wrapped around my waistline ..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 eubstance with the ice ... stopping and focusing on every spot the seemed to annunciate the slightest inkling of joy. I do n't think there 's enough fourth dimension to explain to you how many fourth dimension Sf let sluttish but I will tell you all that the sheet of paper needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I guess ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would cerebrate as much as she came Sf would be knocked out .... damn near was but she was like a boxer in the endure round moving off of straight instinct and adrenaline. That combination would get the honorable of me ... pushed down onto a electric chair l, my arms and groundwork were restrained by the thralldom tape, with my putz standing at tending Sf slipped on a condom and tease me like it was the last tube she 'd be receiving. Control your breathing ... insure your breathing ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her brain cock back as she dug her nails in my articulatio humeri almost made me say jazz breathing all together lol. My breakage put is when she reversed positions and I had to see that ass leaping up and down ... it 's only so much a man can fill ... the view and her kitty-cat was just impeccable ... and just like thought a pellet a nut right into her ( protected by the condom of course ) sullen breathing was the only sound that was heard ... no words were spoken for a few minute. I was untied and SF collapsed on the bed exhausted and satisfied, me..tired as I was went to eat my solid food that was previously neglected ... if you saw the bill you 'd be doing the same matter ... I had the charwoman I wanted naked, and retentiveness that in conclusion for a piece ... I 'd say this was a good V-day