The reunion | Erotic sex stories

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Your quiet breath gently caresses the air. Under the wide, black dress, her heavy perfume growls impatiently and expectantly. She knows that she wants to open herself very far this time. Give him everything, but also take everything for it. Your thoughts are still floating around silently, raging in banalities. Only the lipstick goes its way, exactly trace the tip of her lips. He colored them full of embers, precisely millimeter precisely at the ends, a little more towards the middle, finally unfolds all its colors in the thickest point where theirs Tongue often drives over it.

In deep red despite the warm moisture, he colored her feeling. Thousands of nerve ends … want to feel, stroke, suck, kiss, rub yourself at any point in his body. The lips push the thoughts away from the banal. She now sees other things. He always brings flowers. Most of the time they are equally unnoticed. Hardly in the house, it begins to insist on both of them, the lust races between your hand and leg. Her dress, beautiful and fine, often enough only annoying, he simply raised and took her in such a way when she pleaded it, she was able to rub, glitter, or ride wild for hours.

Already at the thought of it she was always damp, only this time it was stronger, today there were so many days in between. He was gone for three whole cycles. It is strong to masturbate to her while she is there and followed the pointer of the big black watch. 5 minutes if the buses go cheap. In her it starts to contract, this insane tingling and itching. The slip, already very damp, has to give way again, so it is in her black dress.

She wants to feel his closeness, smell his lust, let his strong arms grab her. You will be very wild. It starts to twitch again. She finally wants to be filled out and pass on his hot stem, so powerful, so shiny and yet so fine. Circle the thousand small veins, feel with the tongue and slowly lick, But even the big strong ones- how columns are braided- seem to wear this thick bulwark.

The first small traces of her juice flow out while she is standing. And … 3 minutes. Damn because this type cannot make faster? That they are not paid according to performance. With great strength it presses fist The handle. The other holds the flowers. The flowers, actually pointless, but still trying to spend more than everything. And still too little to give this woman.

This gentle body, so warm and soft, so full of tenderness. This sweet fragrance that surrounds her, the shine of her eyes her lips, behind it a soft tongue that wants to explore and taste everything. The already countless ways went when she was entrenched after a short greeting breath behind her ear, glides along the neck and past the Nipple with gentle pressure goes down the stomach. The time – far too short – becomes endless before finally climbing the limb, slowly moving up, teasing the tip and licking tenderly.

When she finally takes the head in her mouth and starts to suck and rub, then they have to Tie up keep so that they do not tear, interrupt them and be taken at the beginning. The diesel purrs, runs endlessly. Only three stations left. He is strongly masturbating as he stands and the meter counts. He will be very wild. Everything stimulates, begins to twitch, a large rod even swells slowly.

He holds the flowers in front of his body. Not everyone has to see that. He wants to feel her closeness, smell her lust, bury herself in her, push his whole strength into her, again and again … Endless … You see when she rides on him as if there is no goal. Continue, he continues to drive bus, Almost up to your house. The pointer jerks. Now he has to come and she’s already really wet.

The heel of your shoes shines, black paint on which a small wet stroke is slowly forming. It ranges from the shoe to the source. It flows out very strongly again. Everything is wet from her sweet love juice, which always robs him of the mind, makes him a wild tiger. He has often wanted to drink her empty when he didn’t stand it after licking for hours of licking, briefly interrupted by dizzying highlights, still wanted to continue, his hot tongue wanted to feel even deeper into her.

When the doors close, he too is very wet, these foothills, preliminary notice of the huge fountain, soaked all his pants. She has sucked him down many times, wanted to have everything. She didn’t stand it, screamed at him, he should come faster if she realized that he won the upper hand, contained his sweet lava to her greedy throat even longer. It made her crazy when his huge spear slowly thickened in her mouth, the veins then appeared, everything pulsed so wonderfully body quickly, she always started to suck greedily, finally wanted to drink his hot broth.

His stem became more and more tougher, she always tore her eyes very far, wanted to see everything. Then she clawed into his pelvis and pressed his stem deep inside. He should only get deep into her, she didn’t want to swallow, He should spin it into her. She noticed how everything finally moved deep into her, she always fevered to this other.

She needed that, it was, as if a long warm column was created in her body, she then reached from the mouth, through her neck, over her soft stomach, branched off from the middle of her body into her tense cheek muscles, but also hers Legs Then pulled together in an uncontrolled manner. It was like warm waves that sparked his hot rod in her body. He could always torture her so beautifully, she finally wanted him to come, she needed that, but sometimes he only kept it back, let her wriggle, then licked it wildly, pushed him inside, massaged with herLips his red glans, she shone so net so net and vibrated wildly.

He should finally come, she could only get this impetus from him, no other man could have done it, because only he loved him. Then everything screamed in her “I love you, now come’ finally. “She now needed him deep inside. Since he also loved her over everything, he always heard her quiet cry despite this wild struggle. Here the point was reached where he did not want to torture it-he couldn’t have held it back in front of her greedy tongue anyway-he gave in, she noticed that, clawing into him, her pointed nails stood through hisLongs, she grabbed more firmly, clawed and pressed her beloved pillar deep into her mouth, her lips were now pressed on his abdomen, she couldn’t breathe properly now, but that was her anyway, she noticed how a oneGlitscher film formed in her mouth that she was addicted to this smell so deep in her, the time seemed to stand still, both stopped, they became one, merged, no movement, forever, and then suddenly: they were on their bed, everythingWas very quiet.

And yet it went on.

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