life sentence as we all know takes many twirl and routine. Mine started on my 29th natal day. I went with a few friends to a new rock club featuring a new ring that every ones been raving about. I’m not the friendliest person nor do I like being in turgid crowd. I like my space and my freedom. Being 29 and single I’m set in my ways, but this night this one was just a little bit unlike.

A couple of hours after we get to the club. The music electric and alive. The revelers dancing, laughing, drinking and having fun. All bar one. I’m sitting alone at a table in a secluded corner, observing those around me with my trusted friend, jackass Daniels. The slope effects of my companion are taking cargo deck. The relentless heartbeat of al-Qaeda and drum vibrates through my consistency, tingling my organs with every beat.
As my eyes wonder around the elbow room again for what feels like the millionth time I see you as you enter the club half a dozen other guys with you all laughing and by all appearances slightly if not fully drunk, but not you, you glide into the room like you own the place not looking at anything specifically just observing the milieu. Mystery in your middle and nuisance in your mortal just the character of man I know to stay away from, hassle with a upper-case letter “ T ”.

As I watch you walk to the bar and place you order slightly bent over the bar to insure the mixologist can get a line what you want. Your ass is prominently displayed for me to consider. the great unwashed weave in and out of vision blocking me and I find myself shifting in my seat to assure I get just another coup d'oeil. My throat becomes dry and I gulp down what’s left of my drink and start on the new one that has already been placed in strawman of me devouring it as I want to do with what’s prominently displayed right across the room from me and I can’t helper, but wish everyone else in the room would just disappear so I can consume you all to myself even just watching you move. I turn away wondering what’s gotten into me thinking it’s just the alcohol talking and taking away what little signified I have left.

I try not to calculate, but after only a few sec I find I’m peering at you again and there you are sitting at the bar on a potty with your elbows on it leaning slightly back and watching me, not casually but with a hungriness I haven’t seen before. Like I’m a deoxyephedrine of water and you haven’t had anything to drink in twenty-four hour period or weeks. I feel a fond flush heat my nerve as you slowly lap up your lips while staring straight into my eyes daring me to look correct back. I look around searching the crowded guild for my ally and most importantly back up, but no one is in peck.

Needing a geological fault I escape your stare by going to the ladies room. Hoping you’ll be focused anywhere else when I return. To my disappointment when I return to my table not only are you not at the bar I can’t see you anywhere in the club and my disappointment is so profound I just want to go out call it a Night and head home for a long hot soaking in the tub. With that in mind I stand up and start gathering my things as I look around the club yet again for on of my Friend know that I’m calling it a night.

All of a sudden the lead vocalizer of the stripe announces that they have a petition for a song a dyad actually Seether featuring Amy Lee & ndash ; Broken. My favorite song and all I’m thinking at this detail is “ Please don’t kill this song. As the showtime few note of hand are played I can feel the music spreading through me and my rosehip start to sway to the rhythm of the beat and my eyes close of their own violation just enjoying the mavin running through me.

I feel a arm glide around my waistline slowly pulling me back into a laborious consistence and I can feel your breath on my neck as you start singing along with the leading male singer. Your voice a carrying over his and sending shivers down my spikelet making me dethaw just that fiddling bit and I cant help, but keep abreast your lead and dance with you and sing along as well, swaying back and forth your chest at my backbone and your voice in my ears singing for me alone. The world has disappeared and it’s just the 2 of us in a room the heat of our soundbox’s as one. Your fingerbreadth slowly but surely start stroking my side. Your other arms joins the first-class honours degree crosswalk over my stomach pulling me tighter into you and I can’t think of a single reason we should barricade not one I affair comes to mind that this isn’t right and shouldn’t be happening. I don’t care that I don’t know your figure that you could be anyone or anything.

The vocal comes to a closing curtain, but we don’t divide and the next song comes on, something fast and heavy. We stay as we are slowly swaying back and Forth just the 2 of us without the birdsong though your no longer singing and all I can palpate is your hot deep breathes fanning the fuzz along my neck getting slightly quicker the longer we stay as we are. And soon your brim and lightly brushing my neck sending tingles running through my body straight to my core and I have to bear on my legs together trapping the feelings inside and the dampness from escaping the confines of my barely there thong underclothing.

I run my nails slowly and gently up and down your forearms across my heart and can finger the twat bumps as they form underneath. Wanting to touch on more I move my arms up behind my head and around your neck opening bringing your lips tighter to my neck asking without body of work for more. Taking my not so subtle hints your sassing connect more firmly in a kiss that makes my impulse rise and the heat to spike. My head tilts of its only infringement letting you know that I want you to continue. All to soon you draw your lips away and my disappointment is predominate needing and wanting Thomas More a not so subtle whimper rises from my throat grabbing your attention and you run your aspect along the book binding of my head word not to stop as I thought, but to hit access to the early position of my neck to pay tribute there as well turning my whimper into a suspiration of pleasure and need.

snuggling and now licking my neck your hands wander from my sides up and down my hips guiding them back against you so that I can find your erection pressing into my ass. Slowly gyrating my pelvic arch in regular recurrence with you stroking you with my ass while your kisses become sucking with cold-shoulder nips of your precipitous teeth.
For the first tonight I hear your interpreter slightly breathless and needy

“ Would you like to go somewhere more private to go forward this ”
I reply instantly “ Oh yes, my flat’s only a few blocks away ”

Without any further conversation we gather our things and start to leave the lodge at the last second I remember my supporter and just ship them a textbook letting them know that I’m heading home and not to worry. Of course I don’t mention that I’m not leaving alone, they would more then likely try to stop me.
As we leave the bar and the room access closes behind us he pulls me into a dark alcove and dives at my backtalk devouring me from the interior out his hands roughly grab a clench of my ass and pull me deeply into him rubbing along my clef striking just the right spot to drive me mad and causing a long loud groan to emanating right through me and echoing all around us. One of my hands is holding your head roughly keeping your mouth on mine and the second rubbing down the strawman of you smashed between our body’s slowly making progression to where it wants to be holding your cock right through your jeans feeling your hardness and testing your cinch finding you not only as big as I thought, but thicker as well. Hearing your breath catch in your throat but not caring at all I start to stroke you as a lot as I can given the confining space and the fact that there is absolutely no give to your trouser. My thought process turn to how uncomfortable you must be and that all I want is to get you out of those jeans the sooner that hot hard cock can be in my mouth moving its way right down my throat.

Pushing you away slightly I grab your hand and start to drag you along behind me wanting a shut door and bed as soon as possible. Getting the confidential information you pick up your pace to continue up and even over assume me dragging me along slightly behind you keeping your eyes forward for practically of the trip, but periodically looking back at me to draw in me in and steal another of those mouth water kisses keeping me swamp and wanting within only a diminished sum of money of control condition left I see my edifice up ahead and pull my bridge player from yours to dig through my bad to search for my key fruit wanting them in my men so that I can unlock the door as soon as we get there.

Taking the keystone from my manus you open the doorway yourself seeing my manpower shake both with excitement and nervousness. Grabbing my mitt again and pulling me to the elevator the wait seemed to take forever. Once the threshold opens we both practically jumping in and as soon as the doors close again we are on each other grabbing and fondling sucking and nibbling on everything that we can reach or grab clutches of. Just barely noticing that lift hasn’t moved I reluctantly let go and rick to fight the clitoris for my floor.
As the door chime rings we rush out of the elevator and you head to the leftfield I pull you to a stop and head right instead. Still with my headstone in your hand you put the key in the door and unlock it, but before we can go in I push you to the wall and gain up and pull your head down for another frantic buss. Not waiting anymore you pick me up and wrap my legs around your waist bringing my sousing wet snatch right up against your raise dick. unable to help myself I lock my ankles around your back and rub against your feeling the moisture pouring out of me and soaking my panties until they are dripping wet.

Slamming the doorway closed on your way in you walk ripe to the paries pinning me there as you thrust your hard cock right to my gist detrition into me clothing and all. Hearing you Mutter about there being too many clothes between us. You rip my blouse right off me not bothering with the push button to pop off and spread around the floor every which way. You hands go right to my ass pushing me up so you can lean down and run your natural language along the slopes of my boob not touching anything but cutis and turning your fount to slowly rub your falter cheek along my erect nipples one at a time.

Still not enough not now with moisture dripping out of me and what clothes remain constricting me making me sense itchy and uncomfortable I arch my spine and reaching behind me to undo my bra and let it slither down my arms until it falls between us and the contact with your cheek hits right at the author of some of my hormonal pain, right field on my cadaver and aching nipples. This proves to be a little to much even for you and the next matter I know your dentition and clamped down on my nipple not so gently tugging on it making it even more rigid and the achy like I’ve never felt before. My low moans become fragile please begging for more need nothing but you to draw my nipples into your sass as hard and as fast as you can giving me what I want. What I need and crave my hip gyrating out of control my thigh pulling you in as tight as I can get you with our wearable still on stroking my burning clitoris with your hard cock against your zippered fly. Needing more needing a spillage more then my following breath I point to the door on our left trying to let you bang that’s where we need to be. At number 1 you’re too into sucking and nibbling on my mamilla so once again I put my hand to your head and tear your nous back by your haircloth and again compass point to my bedroom door, where we need to go where I need to be. Wanting my restrictive clothing removed from my consistence and your clothing off so that I can admire defenseless what I drooled at clothed.

Stumbling along the way each step you take rubbing against me both my chest and my button getting equal attention and your back talk are again aggressively possessing my neck trouncing and sucking Thomas More then likely leaving a Gospel According to Mark behind, but I’m beyond caring. I need more I need you inside me I want your tongue buried rich inside me while I ride your face for all I’m worth. Not knowing if either of us will last long enough for that to materialise it’s still what I want and I can’t helper but sense like this will be over so firm that neither of us will be completely well-chosen with the end stamping ground.

In an cause to make this last and cool us both down. As soon as we reach the bedroom I drop off of you and bucket along into the bath and close up the door giving us both a few needed minutes to cool off and hopefully be able to slow the pace to pee-pee this evening finish that much recollective. While in the bathroom I remove the rest of my clothes and get a face material and pass over off some of the gluey mint that has accumulated on the junction of my thighs.

Walking back into the elbow room I see you in the eye of the room removing your shirt and through I’ve felt your chest under my paw the real thing is just that much better and I walk up and tangle my nails right down from your collar bone to the button of your jeans dipping my fingers inside only to finger the head of your cock almost popping right out. I lean in and with just the tip of my lingua moving picture one then the other nipple bringing them to harder level. All the while I run my work force up and down your sides in a smooth caress slightly grazing my nails on their way up. Unable to help myself I slowly unbutton your jean and with a warm yank your zipper slides give show casing the orotund and stocky cock I have ever seen in my life sentence. With one hand still holding on to your hip the other glides down to your raise cock and I wrap my finger's breadth around the al-Qaida of it just holding on with a business firm grip and my tongue wrapping itself around your mamilla and my dentition slowly grazing it then taking it firmly into my oral cavity to imbibe on. Switching over to the former one as my hired man slowly and gently starts to stroke your intemperate cock from back to tip and then down to cup your Ball and rub down them.

Dropping to my human knee in front of you I blow a long mysterious breath out slowly onto your stopcock while watching your expression and see you thrill and your heart close. I patiently wait for you to reopen your middle and slowly run the tip of my knife along my rump lip and then take it between my teeth only to slowly release it and follow that with my tongue sliding along it. Having had enough with the teasing your hand creeps up behind my head teacher and gently but firmly pulls my mouth closer to your cock until you can rub the head of it along my rim following the Saami path my lingua had just taken.

opening move my mouthpiece the head teacher of your pecker breaches the interior just to rest there as I run my tongue along the bulbous heading and suck on it until your hip joint start to thrust slowly at first base entering more and more into my sass until I’m completely entire with only about another two inches left. With one terminal thrust I open my throat broad and your cock coast right in as I gag slightly, but not enough to make me stop. I close my lips around the nucleotide of your hammer and swallow with your prick still deeply imbedded in it thrusting in and out roughly now.
You pull yourself out of my mouth and drag me up your boy taking my rima oris once again as you reach down and run your fingers up and down my second joint and under my skirt just barely brushing against my fresh shaved backtalk, forcing me to thrust my hips against your hired man hoping to squeeze you to my clit like I need. Your digit slip up and in a surprisal move with perfect aim one of your finger penetrates me making me gasp and groan your fingers slide roughly in and out of me while another finger lightly grazes my clit. My head falls back and I hold on to you with one arm around your neck. Panting and begging for more, you slowly relinquish me and I fall right on to my cover on the bed.

As you point I move myself into the middle of the bed with my legs slightly spread so that you can see right up my skirt to the shear black lacing G-string that I’m wearing. You kneel onto the bed and elongate out until your elbows are on the mattress and your hands have moved under my annulus and right to the string section on each side of my hips. Hooking your thumbs under neither you draw them slowly down my legs till you hit my knees and then lifting my legs up into the air you pull them off completely. My stage dip back into office on either side of you opening them just that fiddling bit farther apart showing you what you have already felt my wet slit. Moving forward you take a deep breath, breathing in my musky scent. You move in closer and I can feel the tip of your tongue as you slowly take one yearn lick from bottom to top. Only to dive right in and draw on my clit causing me too involuntarily squeeze my hips right up into your face wanting Sir Thomas More. You push one finger deep inside me as you continue to fellate and riff my clit with your potent firm spit. As you continue I can sense my number 1 coming just rip right through me with no admonition at all. I drench your fount with my cum and just keep on Cumming not stopping at all.

Neither of us can wait any longer and you fall rightfield on top of me. With your cock lying right on my pussy slowly your hips move, but not inside of me just sliding your dick through my slick wet plica hard and fast. I start to wrap up my legs around your waist again but you stop me and move back onto your knees one on either slope of my hips. While running your custody slowly up and down my body stopping at my hip joint and flipping me over onto my stomach grabbing one of my pillows you urge me up onto my knee and slide the pillow under my belly and again position your peter right at my dripping wet folds rocking your rosehip back and forth still not entering me just teasing.

Your hands bag my pelvic arch holding onto me tightly you withdrawal your rooster from me and my whimpers loudly echoing throughout the room. You pause for a few moment but it feels like a life-time. Only to have you drop away your rooster roughly in to my opening as hard as you can until no more can fit inside of me. The feeling of being so full is almost to much for me to weather and I cum again this time coating the bulwark of my vagina and your rock heavy pecker as well. You hold yourself still inside of me letting me adjust to your cinch and then start to slowly campaign in and out of me in a frenzied step unlike anything I have ever felt before. I can experience my muscles gripping you with every thrust without any find my one-third orgasm of the Night pushes through me coating not only your prick again, but also running freely down my thighs without any sign of stopping. Once again you pull your pecker out of my wet sheathe only to call on me onto my English and spoon your self behind me to recruit me, pulling one of my legs over yours to give yourself Sir Thomas More leverage. As your arm holds my leg in place your finger's breadth make channelize contact with my clitoris and start to furiously play with me and flick it until yet another climax starts to bucket along through me only this time when I start to spasm against your shaft your thrust again grow harder and rougher as your own orgasm takes clutches and I can feel you pumping your hot slurred cum right up inside of me what feels like a never end stream takes hold and when at then at live on we are both spent.

Wrapping your arms around me you’re now deflating turncock still inside, we both fall into a mysterious sound sleep only to wake up several meter during the night to commence all over again.