`` Sex In The Rain. Well Kinda .... ''
FantasyLong day at work today and just got place. I really do n't require to contend or fight back cuz it seems like that 's all we been doing lately. I 'm loaded cuz it raining cat-o'-nine-tails and hot dog outside. I walk around the house looking for everyone. No tike, no tv going and no sense of smell of dinner party being cooked. I guess we still not talking to one another. I walk towards the sleeping accommodation looking for u just to say full afternoon. Walking thru the house the smack smash and lightening flash thru the windows. I get closer to the room and hear the shower come on as the shower door close in the bathroom. I take a cryptic breathing place cuz I do n't know how this is go. I walk in the bath and open the shower door. Standing there with with no shirt, wear a twain of jeans underdrawers I say, `` good afternoon baby. '' U pulling ur head from up under the water turn around and bet back and give me a bare, `` oh ... .hey ''
'' How r u ? ``
'' TIRED ! ! ! ! I do n't feel like it today ''
'' Well do n't let me ... Let me do it ''
U look back again and I get that pretty grinning that I have n't seen in weeks.
'' Okay '' u replied.
I grabbed the shampoo and washed ur hair. Then grab the soap lathered ur wash material and slowly washed from ur neck opening to ur back. From ur back around to ur white meat. I got a slight thrill.
I stopped not over stepping my edge. I wait a second and continued on down to the stomach and got close to the spot and got another quiver. I sat down in the rear of the shower as U grabbed the material, looked down at me, rolled ur eyes, propped ur leg up on the incline of the shower and washed it urself. I sat there admiring the view. Could n't keep my eyes off it. tinker's damn near licking my lips. I can hear the pelting getting toilsome outside. It 's not making it better cuz we did some great thing while it was raining. U leaned back under the shower head to wash the grievous bodily harm out ur hair and off ur torso.
Watching the water run down ur physical structure was like a waving a lit crack organ pipe in front man of a shot pass asking him not to smoke it. I got ta have it..
While u was still ignoring me and not paying attention I leaned forwarded, sliding my tongue inside of u. I hear a flashy gasp looking up at u shit near drowning urself. I lean back know u r so pissed at me. U wiped ur face, looked down at me and grabbed the backrest of my header and pulled me in. Wow. The gustatory sensation of drinking the water off ur cutis and taste of ur sweet centerfield is driving me loony. It 's like biting into a freshly filling strawberry mark lightly splashed with a touch of creme. I do n't ease up a darn that ur juices is running down my face. I 'm not stopping. Ur leg went from being propped on the side of the tub to being draped across my shoulder. You stomach muscle tighten, ur breathing pace slows and deepens as the shower head and ur body create the most sexiest waterfall effect. The confection predilection I got after that was like a goody u would reach a animal after doing a good job.
U pushed my head back as I as u head out the shower door leaving me sitting there in those soaking wet jeans shorts. U did n't say one Son u just wrapped the towel around u and stood to the sink looking in the mirror. I took my drawers off thru them in the dirty apparel hamper and just bathe so I could get out.
I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. Look at u looking in the mirror, said excuse me and continued to walk by.
'' Wait ! ! ! Where the inferno u going ? '' U said in this persnickety attitude.
'' Come back here tinker's dam we not finish ''
I grin as I walk back towards u.
'' What the fuck u laughing at ? '' U said as I looked at u waiting for u to crack up a smiling as signboard of u kidding around.
Nothing.
Placing ur hand on my wet chest forcing me into the wall, ripping my towel off. U clout the inside of ur medal, grabbed it, stoked it til it was tough and standing at care. U watched it set itself as u bit ur fathom lip like a fat kid that ca n't unfold a confect wrapper fast enough ...
U squat down in in front of me looking at it face to cheek. U wrap ur tongue around the head, down the scape followed by those total lips and warm sassing. U got me bout to itch the key off the paries as I watch ur head bob back and Forth River. I can fell the quiver of ur moans thru the head. I do n't hold to ask y cuz it 's so wet I can hear ur fingers sliding in and out of u.
You stopped ? ! ? !
Y ?
U stand up and lift everything on the swallow hole onto the floor. U turn facing me and sit back on the swallow hole. U lean back, read/write head again the mirror, as u spread ur wooden leg all-encompassing and swoop ur finger's breadth back in. Watching the wetness run down the inside of ur second joint I just could n't learn it. So I went into the room and sat down and started watching tv. Lol Jk making sure as shooting u paying attention.
I pulled ur hand from between ur leg and licked ur finger as I slid inside u. I grabbed ur hips pulling them to me as i penetrated forward. The pace quicken as got u to moan and prick ur bottom lip. U grab my pelvic arch and locked ur stage around me and project away the key. I grabbed ur breast, squeezed and sucked ur nipple unto it stood erect. Did the Sami to the other. I push u off me pulled u off the sink, turned u around and crumpled u over the sink. I quickly entered u again looking down at ur expression in the mirror. I start at a fast pace with my hired hand wrapped around ur waistline. U start to look down as but no I want u to see how sexy u lookin u r into it. I grab a hand replete of ur whisker and military group u to look urself case to face. I think u like cuz u r getting wetter and surfactant. It 's like I 'm a drill drilling for oil and I think I struck oil. I ca n't take it no more. The moans, the wetness, and u making fog balls in the mirror is driving me nutcase. We climax together but I keep going cuz I ca n't get enough of u.
I slow down the stop. Slapped u on the ass and left u trousering at the sink.
A HELL OF AWAY TO brand UP ... ... ...