“So much missed, so much you want to do…” I caress his hair as the warm tongue draws a circle around the nipple and I hear my whisper, my soft begging as I arch my back. Sex I’ve just met that man about 5 hours earlier that day. I look at him as he kneels on the floor, guiding his swollen member with his hand. “You want it?” The tongue flicks over the hard aching nipple. “And what do you want them to do… “You know, I’m really glad I met you” I smiled, kissing a tender path to his nipple. “ A light bite on my shoulder makes me moan. mmmm… “What are they doing with you…” He looks in my eyes and I answer, answer without hesitation. “Tell them… “They … do they?” He groans, pulling slowly out only to hammer it back in me. “I really don’t know why you get away with that”, I tried to sound angry. His cock slams in me and I hear the bed bang against the wall. My hand leaves the softness of his hand as I try to reach between my legs to stimulate me, to satisfy the burning hunger I feel, only to be captured and pinned to my side.
