She pushed him into the ground and straddled one of his strong muscular thighs, lightly but firmly rubbing herself against him as she kissed him all o...ver. The next few minutes, which seemed to pass at a rate she couldn’t understand, were divided between feelings of excited insistence and dreamy langour. At one moment, she thought that all of the world was the pounding of her pulse, and the next moment, her mind was filled with the feel of the sunlight, the warm smell of the grass, and the soft. Krista gurgled incoherently as she slipped the thick, wet end of my prick in and out of her tender throat. She backed off slightly for a second and sucked air in around the meat filling her mouth and then again forced it back into her throat. She managed to impale herself around all but two or three inches at the root of my staff before she had to relent or gag. A heavy wad of saliva spilled from her open lips as she pulled my cock out of her mouth. She gazed at my thoroughly spit-soaked and. Had I been considering this for that long? I decided to play it safe and went over to her apartment with only the intention of having a few more drinks and enjoying her company, nothing more. When I knocked on her door and she answered, I was completely unprepared for what greeted me. In the time that I had been at my apartment Angela had taken a shower and was standing before me in a soft, silky robe and her still damp hair was tumbling down the back of it. I noticed with some delight and a. It was a Friday afternoon the day he planned to come over. It worked out perfectly that my parents were not home and were planning on coming back pretty late. I took a long hot bath in our jet stream bath tub, scrubbing my soft skin with lemon scented bath salts and playing with the clouds of bath bubbles. I enjoyed some fine moscato that was hiding in the cellar and lit some candles to make it even more relaxing. I wanted to be relaxed and smooth as possible for my boyfriend anyway right? It.