Early morning. As usual, there are no plans for the day. No, I completely forgot. You were going to visit me today J. We haven't seen each other for so long and I forgot about your coming? Doesn't look like me. Well, what do you need to prepare. Workout, shower, fifteen minutes in front of the mirror in the struggle with their appearance. All! Handsome man.
Already five. You're a little late - no big deal. Call. I open the door. You are more beautiful than ever, or rather, you are always beautiful, but today in a special way.
- Hello!
- Hi, you look great.
You go into the house. I run to the kitchen and already bring coffee. We sit in a chair and just talk. My cat is already rubbing against you in the hope of getting something tasty. And here is the result - spilled tea and a soiled blouse. You look at your clothes in horror.
- Here you go! All efforts are in vain. - You talk and make a sour face.
In order to somehow smooth over the situation, I suggest that you immediately wash your blouse, and you take a shower.
- Well, I don't know, is it possible?
- Certainly.
- That's great! - With these words, you take off your blouse and run to the bathroom.
Wow, I definitely like this. If you promise, then you have to do it. I take my blouse and go there. Behind the semi-transparent curtain, I see the silhouette of your beautiful body. With incredible effort, I force myself to do the laundry.
- Won't you rub my back?
- With joy! - throwing off my clothes, I go under the warm jets of water.
I reach for a washcloth and casually touch your chest. You wince slightly and a small smile appears on your face. For some reason, I don't feel like a washcloth is needed here. I wrap my arms around your waist and hug you. You playfully look at me and do not resist at all. I start kissing you. The aroma of soap and your body intoxicates my head. My kisses become more passionate, your body trembles, my hands are already caressing your chest. Your hand covers mine and shows at what pace I should continue. My hands either squeeze your beautiful breasts, or let them go free. My fingers caress your nipples, with your moans you let me know that my efforts are not in vain. I turn you around and kiss you on the lips. Your heaving breasts are terribly exciting, and I go down to her. I start kissing, playing with your upturned nipples.
Your hands press me against your chest. You're breathing hard and I'm going even lower. I kiss your belly button. You lean against the wall, and I'm already looking at your exciting pussy. Finally, I decide to kiss her. This kiss is answered with a voluptuous groan, as if begging me to continue. I start kissing your lips, running my fingers between them, digging my tongue into the depths of your body. I explore every bit of your baby as you press my head tighter against her. Your wet lips attract me, and it's impossible to break away from them, but it's time to continue our game and I'm going to play by my rules. I begin to slowly rise up, kissing your navel, chest, neck lips. With a sharp movement, I turn you around. You do not resist at all and wait for how it all ends. Your hands are leaning against the wall.
Your wonderful ass is open to my gaze. In such indecision, a minute passes and finally I enter you. I move slowly, sometimes stopping for a moment. I don't want to be predictable, and I change the pace all the time. You like this game. Moans fill the entire space of a small room. Your body writhing under my pressure. But my plans do not include such an end to our game. I stop, slowly exit your hot body. You turn to me, on your face you can read only one thing - you want to continue. Your arms wrap around my neck. I lift you up. Your legs wrap around my waist. And in this position, I penetrate you. Your baby is terribly wet and I slide into you getting incomparable pleasure. Your breath burns.
I can't hold back any longer, you suddenly shudder and I feel waves of orgasm running through your body. This becomes the last straw and I pour all my pleasure into you. We slowly sink to the floor. The jets of soul flow down our bodies, we just sat on the floor and thoughtfully looked at each other.