The mask and me | Erotic sex stories

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I have blue eyes, my skin is browned, long black wavy hair falls over my shoulders. I am slim And love when my body moves like a cat. My skin feels warm when I enter it. The leather hugs my body, beguiling perfume. A black leather armchair behind the office table, he looks at me, watches me to slowly move on it.

His eyes are brown and crystal clear, tanned skin, strong structured hands. He back and slowly opens buttons on his suit. His facial expression is lassive, he knows what he wants. I sit on his desk, mine Legs slide over the table on the side. The high heels next to his thighs. His hands enclose my thighs, slide on mine ass and pull my pool powerfully. My upper body glides back.

I reflect in his eyes, smell his body and his perfume. I feel desirable and smiles as if he could read my thoughts. He pushes my top up and licks on mine Piercing Until between my breasts, along the neck. I hear his breath at my ear. I’m hot, his Tongue In my mouth. We kiss slowly, then the possession of button up his shirt and patrol it over his muscle -like upper arms, it makes me listen to his breath.

I feel his hard body on mine, he desires me every second and want to feel me. He pulls me to the underwear from, ventilating his eyes, he will be able to keep up for a long time. His tongue slides along my inner legs. I feel warm and moist, he holds me. I feel him delivered, In this second I like it to belong to him.

He pulls his pants out of me on his lap. He stwards: “I want you now”. I move rhythmically on his lap, his moan becomes louder. I feel his excitement, he feels hard and puts his fingers in my mouth and I lick and suck on it. He pushes my string aside, I feel his fingers in me. Then I feel him unley, only slowly then faster.

My skin shines, he kisses me more and more greedy and kneads my breasts, he doesn’t come yet. I don’t want to help but smile, but don’t stop either. Then we both come, kiss me. . .

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