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Smelling her scent. My pulse racing through me. I was breathing who she was
and I knew in that instance that I wouldn’t be able to stop and I didn’t
really want to stop.
I stood up. She stood with me questioning me with her beautiful eyes, and I
kissed her fully on her lips. My mouth moved over her face, kissing every
part of her.Her nose, her cheeks, her ears, my tongue dipped inside of her
ears. I heard her gasp and then a low moan escaped her. It filled me with a
longing that took new volume. It roared inside of me. I picked her up in my
arms and brought her to the chaise and laid her down. Her long hair fell down
over her shoulders. She smiled as she caught her breath and then started to
say something when I knelt down beside the chair and started to pull her
shirt from her with my teeth. The fabric was elastic and only stretched as I
pulled it taut. She laughed and said she would help. I protested and
continued working it, pulling it down over her heaving breasts. her breathing
became labored when at last my efforts paid off and she was exposed to me and
my desire.
I licked the space between her breasts and then rounded each with the tip
of my tongue. Again she moaned and in between gasps asked me to take my
slacks off. She didn’t need to ask further, with one hand I undid the buttons
and pushed them down over my hips. Using the chair to help me maneuver them
down all the way. I was so glad that I had not put undies on this day. Not
that I was anticipating any action…but sometimes I just liked the feel of
the wind on my pubes.
