Tom & Elisse
The sun is shining on my look. I guess I didn’t close the curtains last nighttime. That thought makes me smirk. It was amazingly, incredibly, blissfully real. I feel bruised, and sore, but all in such a good way.
I exposed my eyes and look at your sleeping face … You seem so peaceful and satisfied. My eyes move down your mass, noting how achieve it is, then lower still, and I achieve you must be make happy, and your dreams must be skilled, for at least one part of your bulk is waking up... I have a naughty thought … Provocation I? I do. Position myself between your apply thighs … Looking at your thick, lengthy cock... Unsure about what I am in view of, about what I am vacant to do to you now …
Leaning forwards, I run the tip of my tongue around the rule of your penis ......... Taking you a little bit further into my rudeness, running my tongue down your bar now, and then emotive my head back, organization my lips up your testing hard cock, immediately grazing it with my teeth as I power back ..
Stopping … Looking up at you, as I become sensitive of your look... You're watching me again ... "Don't stop" you say. I smile, glance down shyly... "I’m not perfectly certain what to do ... not unerringly...” "You’ll be reasonable... just do what feels aptly...”
Leaning bold again, kissing your raise again, then delightful you back into my means of access, moving up and down your shank slowly, making modest patterns with my tongue as I move..... moving back up again, releasing you, then leaning my have control over further forward to gently suck on first one ball, then on the other, as you did with my nipples last night....
Feeling your sore, hard manhood classified my mouth excites me.. Working you with my tongue, kissing and defeat and nipping and moving and rubbing and oh very soon everything feeling your excitement make, feeling your furnish on the back of my controller pushing me on your angle, making me move my rule faster, up and down and down and up bobbing, trouncing, kissing, you're aching, its going to go down soon, soon, so rapidly...
All of a unexpected you hold me still as your incline shoots out a overload of cum right into my mouth, and again, and again, as a tremor runs through your quantity, as you moan, and lie down back weakly on my patch …
Licking, I at a snail's pace, slowly move missing, leaving you sterile of your cum, but enclosed in my moisture, from my rudeness ...
You twitch me towards you impatiently, pushing your tongue classified my mouth, locking with mine, warm and wet, soft and flexible, twisting. “Uh-uh’’, I weigh up “this is MY curve.”
Pushing you back, so you’re on your back, I sit astride YOUR hips... Raising my bulk up and down on your duct, all the road in, I can see you’re enjoying this, being ridden, my breast brisk up and down...
Riding your cock, faster and sooner, harder, feeling you slide in and out of me, rocking back and into the open, and up and down, harder, faster, faster, harder, loving the feel of you classified me.. You put up yourself higher and bite-mark on my nipples, not so hard that it really hurts, just enough to send a shiver running down my back, too add to the spirals of pleasure management through my mass, starting in my stomach, tender down my legs, around my body, feeling so good, faster and harder, we’re touching together, you’re arching your back, thrusting with me, as I move on you, as you move in me, as we orgasm together, once, two times, three times I feel myself coming, you’re cumming in me, I can atmosphere the spurts, warm fluid inside me, leaking out as I pluck out myself off you, slowly.
Reaching down with one supply, to wipe some of your reek of off my thighs, bringing my fingers to my means of access, looking you in the eye as I slowly lick you off me ... You moan with lust. Pull me forwards onto you again, smashing your means of access against mine, kissing me, kissing me tricky.
Ending the kiss as we understand my alarm go off, importance its time to get up and get equipped for work... For another normal day of work… where we transmit our hot passionate glances, and where we now have to pretend everything is normal… Until next period you knock on my flap late at night.