She was barefoot and her toes were shining with red nailpolish which she knows I like.She stood up and came close to me, I looked down at her pretty f...ace with her hair back in a ponytail, wearing a red lipstick and just a hint of makeup. She was standing very close to me pushing her breasts against my chest. She was looking up at me and I could see her dark eyes filled with passion wanting something, something dirty. She said ''Go sit on the sofa,'' rubbing my arms and added ''and remove your. She smiled and kept silent. I was eagerly waiting to see her near parking next day and she didn't appear. As I was getting little worried my calling bell buzzed and as I opened door I found her outside in tee shirt and jeans. She smiled at me and entered in. I was wearing shorts n tees and welcomed her in. As she came in and looking around I closed her and unable to control I hugged her from behind. She moaned and held my hands tight. I turned her around and pulled her towards me and moved my. “Stop or I will cum” she said. Reliving that time of more than five years ago. I lifted my head and took my hard cock and aimed it for her cave of delight. But she intervened as she slid the palm and her outstretched fingers down over her wet wide open pussy then up before reaching out to hold my salivated hard cock, wet palm sliding round the head and then her fingers grasping the shaft and sliding her wet hand around the shaft and head. She pulled me towards her as she aimed the head of my. This time I wanted to move slowly, to savor every nuance, every little touch. And I wanted to know that it was more than "okay." Sandra," I started, still lying very still behind her, with my hand cupped under her breast and my hard-on pressed noticeably between us. "I want you. I want to make love to you." Make love? I'd never called it that! With all the other girls, we'd always just got right down to fucking. Make love? I continued, "But I only want to if it's what you want." Then I stopped,.