A random nighttime out. My girls and I were getting prepare in my flat. We arrived at the club and made a noble-minded incoming. You turned around the Saami import and our oculus met.

The sheer voltage of the spark that erupted between us could power up a humble town. I smiled at you, the type of smile that you'd say thaw you. You smiled back, checking me out from my fountainhead, through my stays enhanced curves and tailored pant, to the tips of my black stilettoes. You glanced around, the other cat in the bar were gaping. You felt a upsurge of alfa male pride that this gorgeous little thing is smiling just at you. How could I not smile, when there you were ... looking so hot in dungaree and summercater buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my rose hip. 'Nice surprisal ; glad you could establish it'I said casually, but you could see the daemon dancing in my eye. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the eventide proper. Alcohol and dancing, we all tried to make the intimately of it.
You and I however gravitated all night towards one another. Discretely. Like when you stood behind me at the crowded bar, waiting to decree your cocktail, with your hand firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the mesa, you felt my mitt on you squeezing your phallus through your jeans. The tension was getting almost unbearable, we enjoyed every mo of it.

Late during the night I texted you to call it a Nox and assemble me in my place in 10min. I said my goodbyes and left. You followed shortly after. I texted you again that the door is undefended and you should just come in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the flat, it was lit only by a undivided lamp. You could n't see me anywhere, but you could find out the exhibitor running. You walked towards the john door and opened it slowly. The entire spot was full of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me open the shower doorway and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a special invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly resistless the Tempter'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the Saame blank space, the Same time. You stripped and came into the rain shower. We stood there, under hot falls, feasting our eyes on the spate of our naked bodies. Both of us suddenly scared to clear a move, to spoil the moment. I broke the impasse, took your manus and placed it over my chest. I covered it with my one medallion and rested the former on your heart. I said 'it 's me, my deliciousness, it 's just me'. You let out a bass sigh and put your other hand around my waist pulling me airless. We stood like that for a spell, waiting for the reality of the situation to settle in.

I raised my hands and crossed them behind your capitulum caressing your cervix and shoulders. You looked down on me, your eyes darkened with desire. You touched the face of my expression with your hired hand, your thumb sliding over my lower lip. The one you 'd bang to sting. I pressed my body against yours, feeling your erecting. It was so good to be able to palpate you, no cap, shirts or blouses between us. Just pelt to skin. Your bridge player started moving exploring my back, waistline and articulatio coxae. I placed a balmy osculation on your chest, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your chest. Your palm tree cupped my breasts and my nails dug into your thighs. I heard you growl and you whispered in my ear 'Vous êtes si belle ... Ma chéri'.

You lifted me in your blazonry and carried me over to the chamber. You laid me onto the bed and stood over admiring me. I reached out for your hand and pulled you on top of me. I wanted, needed to feel the weight of your body on mine. The fact that you were strong enough to crush me with one hand was a turn on. We rolled in the sheets and now I was on top. I straightened my cover and looked down on you. 'Do you trust me ?'Yes, you said grabbing my hips and trying to advertize me onto your big, hard dick. I swayed my hips and told you in stern vocalism to let go. Your custody fell limp. I laughed and said that I liked when you obeyed me so eagerly. And that respect is always rewarded.

I kissed you, but did n't lay off at the lips. I moved down, slowly, covering your organic structure with sensual osculation, biting all the spiritualist spots on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with slight taking into custody. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel safe ?'.'I do ... with you'you said. I placed the blindfold on your eye and told you to sit on the sharpness of the bed. I took your handwriting and guided you to the precise topographic point. I told you to place your workforce back for support and stay like that no matter what.

You felt me standing right in front end of you. I caressed your face, my lips chasing my fingerbreadth, going down ... down ... I spread your legs and knelt between them, kissing your abdomen while my hands were going up and down your wooden leg. You heard me giggle and say 'see ... that 's where me being a hobbit and you being so tall comes in handy. My lip are on arrant top when I'm kneeling in front of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut shortstop when you felt my tongue tracing the entire length of your penis. My mouth covered your ballock, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the al-Qaida and worked all the way up. Your breathing became erratic. After tenacious mo of doing just that, caressing your shaft with my tongue, lips and hands, but not taking it into my back talk it became nearly a torture for you.
'Please ...'
'Please what ?'
'Please, you 're killing me ...'
'Verbalize your needs, child'
'Take me in your mouth, I need to sense you'

And you did ... slowly I circled your tip with my spit. A chill run down your total body. You were so blamed hard that for a import I thought I might have pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the thin line. You felt the affectionateness and the softness of inside of my mouthpiece when I took you in. With no admonition I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your sore tip over and over again. My handwriting were stroking you and squeezing your globe. You were gasping for air. Your hips started to push forward and your muscles started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had other plans for you than to let you finish then and there. You grunted with disappointment over abrupt withdrawal. I laughed. Your hand went to your face to remove the blindfold. I caught your wrist and said 'you were not given permission'. Your helping hand returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your member in my hand and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the lord 's name in vain. That 's how incredibly tight, hot and wet I was around you. You were filling me up so perfectly. I kissed you deeply and whispered, 'you are permitted to touch'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your hands immediately went to my rose hip, to my back, everywhere you could. You were holding me close, feeling my breast on your dresser. I repositioned myself slightly and said 'now, close your eyes as i remove the blindfold. keep back them closed unless I tell you otherwise'. You nodded in understanding. I removed your blindfold and kissed your eyelids. I pulled you closer and you rested your mentum on my shoulder joint. My hips started to sway again, a seductive dance, with you buried oceanic abyss inside my pussy. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the first matter you saw was our mirror image in the wardrobe mirror. Me on top of you, your work force on my ass, my hip moving up and down and in rophy. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the tempo .'I 'm gon na cum'you heard me whisper and you observed in the mirror how my spinal column arch, how my eubstance tenses ... you felt my pussycat pulsating around you, squeezing your member even pissed ... it went on ... and on ... and on ... 'Gods ...'you heard me moan your name.

It was too a lot ... a sensorial overload. With a deep growling you grabbed my hips and impaled me on you with nearly brutal forcefulness ... and again ... and again ..., your eyes fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum abstruse inside me. I felt it so hard and I came again, variety of an aftershock.

You fell back on the bed, I laid on top of you. We were both spent. You kissed the top of my head and caressed my cover. I looked up. Your face was so unagitated in that moment, grin wandering on your backtalk. You pulled me closer and held me in your implements of war. Heat from your organic structure was keeping me warm. I sighed with content and unwind totally.

I must have fallen asleep. I woke up to your fingers massaging my clitoris. My arms were over my point, tied to the bed with my own scarf. You looked at me with that devilish grin and said 'guess who 's the master now sugariness ... ? '