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You’re sitting there on the couch, in front of the fireplace, letting the flames twinkle in your eyes. Waiting for your love to come, the anticipation arouses you.
You look to the door and see me there, naked and looking at you with a mixture of passion and lust. Manhood, pulsating with a purpose. But now isn’t the moment.
You smile and attempt to stand, but I stop you by placing a hand on your shoulder. Closer I come to you and let our lips touch. They’re soft and succulent. I can feel the warmth from you. Not from the fire but you passion also.
Your arms wrap around my neck like you knew something was coming.
I pick you up and carry you to the rug, lowering to gently on your back.
Each button of you blouse is opened to expose those voluptuous breast, nipple harden to the light chill that passes the room.
Kissing your neck softly, sending tingles through your body while I unbutton your skirt and pull then down pass your legs. The lower you garment goes the lower my kisses go.
I reach for your breast and I suck on them hungrily, holding the nipples by my teeth and rubbing them with my tongue. You breathe heavily from the sensations my actions gives, which is the removing of your panties, revealing that heavenly world of you lower region.
Massaging those precious lips with my hand, spreading then apart, leaving your clit unprotected. I can feel that you are wet with the lust burning within you. You place a hand on my face to make me look up at you. I see the smile of pleasure.
With that, I stroke you clit gently, enticing you even more. I can see you close your eyes to enjoy it more.
I let go of your breast and move on downward. Your stomach quivers from the kisses leading to your navel. I lick all around it and go even lower.
Your breathing quickens as I lick the clit softly, savoring the taste of your essence. Stroking that tender flesh over and over again to give you the sensations you longed for.
I slide a finger inside your hot, wet, wanting hole. You gasp with the craving of something else inside you, but now is not the time.
I lift your legs and roll you over. Raising your ass to me, kissing the cheeks and spreading them apart. I tickle the hole with my tongue as tow fingers in one hand are inside your womanhood and two more from my other hand is stroking your clit even more.
You moan even louder from the combinations of feelings I give you. You want me inside now and I am throbbing. It is time.
Rolling you to your back once more, lifting your legs to my shoulder. Gently I ease it inside your craving hole. You gasp from the hardness. Slowly I pump inside you, putting all of me inside you, reveling the heat you generate. You moan more and I increase the thrusting. You are hot and wet inside, wanting to climax to the extreme.
Your pussy clasp around it is as thrust even harder. Your moan is at a higher pitch. You touch my face, wanting me to go faster and harder, which I am pleased to oblige.
Your legs tense when you feel it erupting and I go even faster. I want to cum with you. As our joint ecstasy explodes, you scream of pure pleasure and I fill you with my essence. Weakly, I lay next to you, holding you in my arms, still stroking your harden nipples and kissing you.
You think that it is over. But it isn’t. My manhood rises once more, the night is young, and my thirst to be inside you again is here.