August 21, 2012

Memories of Passion

The sweet aroma of your masculinity roams the air when I walk through the house. Every deep inhale makes me miss you even more. The times you caress my hair bringing your finger around my face always making its' way down to my breasts. The smooth cup of your hands on them as you slowly turn subtle moments of peace and serenity into bouts of heat and passion. Kissing down my neck to turn it up, because you know how much I like it. Our lips connect and I instantly melt in your arms. I turn to face you, but instead I climb on top of you, straddling your legs in anticipation. I take it slow as do you, kissing deeply, making eye contact with every slide down your thighs. I glide all the way down pulling your shorts with me. Having you in my sights my eyes get big like its the first time I've seen it, and I can't wait to taste you. I wrap my plump lips around you and take you deep within my mouth, spit dripping from my lips as I slide smoothly up and down making you harder and harder with every movement. I stroke your dick as I flick the tip with my tongue. Grabbing in a rapid fashion I stroke you taking you deep within my mouth every motion. I pull my hands away and let you go deeper down my throat. Every time I gag on your dick it turns me on further, making me slippery wet. My sweet essence ready for you to taste. Putting your fingers inside me to feel my warmth and when you pull them out they are soaked. Yours eye light up at the glisten on your fingers and you taste to see if it is just what you imagined. No longer able to contain your excitement, you rip off my lacy panties and thrust your manhood deep within my pussy walls. Barely able to fit all of you inside me I let out moan after scream. Penetration so deep I try to crawl away almost unable to handle all of you. When you pull me back to take it, I smile, your dominance entices me. As you are bent over on top of me thrusting deep, you tease my nipples which turns me on and makes squeeze my pussy lips tighter around your dick. Almost at climax you flip me over to go deeper. The first thrust from this angle make me explode in euphoric pleasure. So you gently wrap your fingers around my neck and pull me closer. My pussy walls pulsating around your dick, my legs shaking, I can't take anymore, but I want it.  Every thrust making me weaker, but my heart racing even faster. I can hear the smile in your voice when you ask me if I've had enough. I say I can keep going, and you do. I refuse to tap out, but I want to taste your juices. I stop you from stroking inside me so I can finish the job for myself. Sucking the tip of your dick you try to hold on, to keep the pleasure coming. When you finally cum in my mouth I lick up every drop that slides down my hands, and swallow it.
The simple scent of you in the air has brought back memories, when you walk in to find me playing with myself, I bite my lip and you know what I really want. I want to relive it over and over again.

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