I was jolted awake out of a bass sleep. The ringing sound blared at 10:00 a.m. on Saturday, my day to log Z's in. Who could be calling me ? I groggily growled :

"Good dawn ”. My eyes opened rapidly as I heard :

"have you missed me ? It's only been three days, but I want you now."

I replied :

"When would you like to get together ?"She answered :

"well, surmise I could waitress two or three minute of arc. I'm the right way outside."

I opened my door. Her hug nearly knocked me over. I kissed her gently. We passionately hugged some more.

I said :

"Why don't we sit down and get to know each early a trivial more ?"We sat together on the couch, as her helping hand massaged my genu. Shivers went up and down my spine. Her simple-minded tank top hid nothing from my eager eyes. I breathed in deeply, absorbing her enticing aroma.

She responded :

"I am a wild flower, a flowing river, the moon in all its halo, the dream in the distance. I take in uttermost pleasure every day.

"What else is there that I should eff about you ?": I asked.

"I knew you in your by aliveness. Important affair bound us tightly."

"But, I'm just a pattern guy. I've done cypher of significance."

"Your centre is deep. Your soul is far stronger than you obviously know."

I was self-conscious. I was in my mussy place. I was sitting, wearing only my loose underpants from the former day. I was with this mysterious fair sex I had enjoyed greatly, but barely knew. Her enticing boob were a few base from my handwriting and sassing. Her sandals exposed her purple toenails which glittered brightly. Her short shorts could easily be taken off.

"What do you know about me that attracts you ?"I stammered, shakily.

"I know you are spread out to me. Your cuteness draws me, even if you aren't aware of it. I trust my suspicion. I'm rarely awry. I want our connection to deepen. I want to feel all I can with you today, and much, much more in the future."

What could I say ?

I grasped her right hired hand with both of mine, beginning to touch her. I felt our energies blend in that moment. Her hired man was cushy. There was also a solve strength pulsating into me. I softly rubbed her medal with one bridge player, feeling its fondness. My other hired man felt the rings on her finger, some additional smoothness, with a footling coldness, contrasting with the warmth.

She closed her eyes and relaxed.

I moved one hand up her arm and felt clearly defined muscles. I kissed her small finger, and she moved it into my sassing. I sucked her finger's breadth gently, as she softly murmured pleasurable sounds.

I moved to kiss her. We had a prospicient, simple, but deep, kiss. We both groaned. I opened my eyes and felt her trust. My paw explored her look, neck opening, and the spine of her head.

I took my sentence. I was absorbing often about this unknown, who I was beginning to feel deeply connected to. My mitt massaged her head. It didn't take word of honor for me to sympathise that she appreciated my stress. She made soft sounds and moved with me. My hands continued exploring one of my darling country of women's bodies.

I gently nuzzled her brow, and then moved to her ears. I lightly touched her earlobe. She moaned. It was obvious that she wanted more attention in these sore expanse. I licked her earlobes and her sounds grew a little louder. My tongue thoroughly explored her ears.

I felt my own stimulation building as she got turned on. My tongue moved to her neck which I knew would further turn on both of us.

She interrupted me saying :

"What about you ?"to which I replied :

"Relax. Enjoy the moments."

It was incredible to feel her passion building. I gently touched her face, tone and hearing her external respiration accelerate noticeably. I kissed her lips and then began gently moving an indicator digit along their border.



She moved rapidly, suddenly pulling her top fully off, exposing her alluring breasts. I felt her passion as the loudness of her breathing grew. My fingerbreadth moved to the edge of her breasts. I knew that she wanted much more.

She rapidly took off her beautiful spotted red panties, while I slipped off my shorts.

My lingua and middle fingerbreadth attacked her nipples, and she exploded ! I jumped back, not expecting so much, so soon. I breathed in heavily, taking in as practically as I could. Her magnificent boob were toned, tanned and simply gorgeous.

As her orgasm subsided, I continued to focus on both titty. I took in their softness. She moaned lightly. I was getting higher and higher and harder and harder.

I am definitely a"boob lover ”. The more I touch, the more I want to keep this acute focus.

After this I spent plenty of clip doing what I love. My bouquet then interrupted me, grabbing my erect rooster, inserting it rapidly into her moist rima oris. After a little recherche torture, I said :

"hold baby ! I want to pleasure you a little more, before you get to me."

She reluctantly let go.

I began rubbing her perfumed ass, feeling both its posture and its softness. I first nuzzled her with my typeface, moving slowly down past her boobs. I loved her obvious effectiveness, and her shapely butt. She responded to my touch in various ways.



As my touch modality in front approached her legs, she squirmed, and tried to press her pussy towards my fount. I slowed her down with my body. She also reacted in back, trying to engross with my hired man and arms. Gradually my hand left her sweet ass, as I began touching her leg. It was easy, generating louder and louder groan. I was so close to her sweet, soothing, and almost tickling her interior second joint area.

I slowed down. Her effort sped up, as I rubbed and licked her indulgent wooden leg. I was happy to increase her sweet pussy's pleadings for attention, which for the second I seemingly ignored. Gentle torture is something I love to give, and her reception made clear that I was having the desired effect.

I could easily smell her sweetness. I wasn't quite prepare to get there. Spending more time than was necessary was helpful in increasing her tension and responses. Without any words, I could get wind her desperate mendicancy for ministration. I was not to be rushed.

I moved into her lower leg area, further pushed her. I soothed her muscular low-pitched peg, moving fairly quickly to her ankles, and then her invertebrate foot. My fingers and mouth both savored a few of her toes, getting squeals of delight, as a diversionary attack from her essence.

I then moved rapidly back up her leg, and lightly kissed her afters pussy, to her great surprisal. My glossa explored her outer pussy mouth, as well as her low, beautiful patch of swooning fuzz. She wanted my tongue to catch her - interior, but she had to wait.

I savored the area around her lips, taking in their passion and soothing energy. My fingers went back to her upper legs, as her tremendous passion grew increasingly apparent.

My spit savored my 1st taste of wonder, as I entered her moist, flaccid, incredible pussy. I love to explore the inner wonders of my lover. She was very, very especial. Her wetness really turned me on. Her softness was incredibly alluring. I explored as much as I could, nearing her clitoris. Suddenly, she came extremely powerfully. She screamed out, as her trunk convulsed rapidly. It surprised me, because I had just started.

After a few minutes of letting her simplicity down a little, I continued feeling her moist, incredibly wonderful, pussy sphere. She began to get very press again, and I knew it wouldn't be long. I hardly touched her clitoris at all. It didn't take serious cause on my part. I was greatly enamored. She was so, so wet and felt so incredibly wonderful to my tinge.

I wanted to explore with my finger's breadth, but that would have to expect. I backed off a little, and touched her bound, outside of the interior curiosity zone, and she shook and screamed loudly. I moved inside again and another plosion came very quickly.

I stopped again, holding her closely. She relaxed. Her breathing gradually slowed over the future several second.

I was surprised when she gently moved me onto my backbone. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a colorful bandana which she tied around my head, fully covering my look. I was then gently turned over. I was surprised, and also excited at facing the unknown with my new lover.

She applied a fiddling pressure to my shoulders and began massaging my neck and upper berth back. Her soft ass was against mine. Occasionally her luscious breasts nuzzled me in several bit. Gradually she moved down my back, and then she touched my fundament briefly, moving then to my legs.



She also knew a little about torture ! She was oh, so close to my bursting balls. She rubbed me expertly everywhere I could opine, except where I wanted her manpower to be. She kissed my tail. Her digit softly touched it in various places, but really focused on the raw parts of my upper legs.

I was then abruptly turned over. I was so projected as my hard-on had been getting squeezed below me, though I couldn't see anything. I jumped a skilful groundwork into the air. Two feathers were tickling me, moving rapidly where I to the lowest degree expect them.

Oh, it felt incredible ! My tight balls were loosened up by her gentleness. She was totally whimsical in plan of attack, attacking one underarm as well as my English, followed by my neck opening and diverse parts of my brass. This went on for a few minute of arc. She had seemingly forgotten…

Suddenly her lips attacked me in a most sensitive spot. I exploded, filling her mouth. After a few instant, she moved to my formerly aching balls, and I was lost, breathing heavily, totally exhausted, and totally exhilarated.

I reached for my love, and we held each other tight. Perhaps we snoozed a picayune. I don't really call up what happened.

Gradually we began touching each other, 1st lightly and loosely, and gradually More and Thomas More intensely.

I wanted more connection with various function of her. Her mamilla grew large and pointed as my hand explored her entire chest surface area. She reacted with honeyed groan as my fingers explored her seraphic ass. A soft insertion inside a small way, brought intense breathing, and more sounds of pleasure.

She, too, wanted more of me. My testis were sucked so gently, yet with such warmness. My ass was explored in not so different agency. My tool was growing to her obvious delight. She didn't need to do much to stimulate its expansion.

Finally, she took off my blindfold, and we both passionately embraced each early, as deeply as we could. Our spit explored each other most passionately. Our chests meshed. I felt the chroma of her breasts rubbing me furiously. My cock touched her in various position, as it sought her wondrous pussy.

I turned her around, and she readily welcomed my cock's furious thrust. She pushed back as we stood against the room's wall, intensely seeking what we both desperately wanted. I grabbed her bosom, pinching her tit, and she screamed loudly :

"open me more ! I want all of you !"

I have no idea how long we thrust against each early. We each got louder and louder, and moved faster and faster, as our orgasm approached. We both were sweating profusely, as we lost all controller. I licked her neck, and occasionally an ear. She reached back, and rubbed whatever she could reach.

I know that we both had incredibly acute orgasms, but quite honestly, I don't remember those meaning moments.

We slowly calmed down in each other's weapon system. We smiled, enjoying looking at our dude nude sculpture partner. Our touch was soft and light. We held men, and lightly kissed each other. Our soft detrition in many domain was very comfort. We shared a light snack, each feeding minuscule raciness to our fellow lover.

We didn't need to say much ! We both knew it wouldn't be long until we were together again. After a good sleep together, we'd perhaps talk and really take to a greater extent about each early, or - perhaps - perhaps, there would be Thomas More ?