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I get up to get a refill of wine in the kitchen … he sneaks up from behind .. instantly luring my juices as if I wasn’t already mind fcking him whilst seated across from him ..
His lips land on my neck and my chest expands as I try catch my breath .. his hands are attracted to my already hardened nipples – he unclips my bra and they are exposed and I can hardly ask him to stop .. he has me pressed against the counter because he knows given the chance I would return the torture .. his lips and tongue on my ear lobes and I close my eyes and lose myself in the moment
His hands travel down slow to my already throbbing cookie .. he gently, slowly slides my undies to the side and lets his fingers move in circular motion .. I find myself making space for him involuntarily .. I feel his already hardened manhood press against my ass and I want to reach back and feel – he arrests my hands and places them on the counter .. he spreads my legs as if I being searched for a diamond I perhaps hid in my undies .. he arches my back a bit – my ass pouted and biting my lips – I feel his tongue dive in real slow and his finger playing along too .. I hold my breath scared if I mutter a sound the neighbors will hear .. I manage to beg him for my glass of wine to cause some sort of distraction .. he comes up .. grabs my glass -takes a gulp -turning me around – he has his hand cupping my face – his eyes fixated on me and moves in on my lips .. and I drown ..wordlessly begging he invades my overflowing cookie ..i taste some of the wine as he deposits some of it in my mouth .. jus as I get comfortable in the kiss .. he lifts me and places on his counter .. he parts my thighs and looks at the conjured juices and sternly instructs me not to disturb him .. he gently slides my upper body to lean back supported by my hands .. placing my legs on his shoulders .. im exposed ..throbbing overflowing .. and I feel his tongue dig in .. I curse out loud as if that would help .. my one hand lands on his well shaven head -cheerleading his stroke game … and my hips dance to his rhythm.. his tongue succulently parts my labia and I moan his name ..slowly getting louder as if he was not infront of me already …

Before I beg .. he comes up – his manhood looking threatening .. I say nothing instead position myself drawing closer as if wordlessly surrendering .. he grabs ahold of my thighs .. my legs wrapped around his waist .. my arms around his shoulders … he pounds softer at the beginning and alerts me he is about to change the gears on me – we headed sports mode .. I opened wider as he instructs …I dance along with him …. I feel my muscles tighten harder and he feels harder – nearing explosion …my legs get weaker --   he curses and shouts my name as if to reprimand me for this release … 

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