As I lay there nude under the under the duvet was all I could do not to cum right there and then so I lifted the duvet and grabbed her around her butt...ocks and pulled her into bed beside me. As soon as the duvet was pulled over her I could feel her hand snaking down my body and only stopping when she found my hard boner."Oh I do like a nice big hard cock in the morning." Stella said as she began to jerk her hand up and down my shaft.I leaned into her and we kissed with tongues dancing in our. Millions and millions of Us, and of You. Sex is beautiful, you know."He thought but didn't say: Even when accompanied by anger? Even when you feel like dominating and degrading the other? Even when you revel in going for your own pleasure and to hell with the other person?She smiled. "Yes, even then."And then she left, just like he hoped she would.It could have happened during the shootout of a World Cup final. It could have been in the bottom of the ninth with the bases loaded in the World. It was not bed for sure. There was something soft but light thorny experience.. Oh wait. That’s the green mattress. Oh fuck. My bare back against that mattress was more than heaven. My first moan escaped from my mouth. It was the greatest feeling. Soon he was kissing my belly going south. I continued moaning. He hardly spoke but said – “you can moan as loud as you want sweety”. My pussy was itching to get his dick. My ultra sensitive skin was dying to get licked. He removed my panty. kissed all. . But as much as he'd love to be seduced right now and My God did he, they had somewhere to be. He grinned teasingly as he pulled her to the door and ushered her into a taxi.He himself was smartly dressed in a suit and looked amazing, she desperately wanted him but he was having none of it. She sat twitching in her seat, frustrated. But before long they'd reached their destination. He was taking her on the London Eye, he'd hired a private pod just for them, they'd enjoy a glass of champagne.