I pressed my hardening cock against her. At that moment, like a light switch she flipped she became aggressive. Another side of Kim came out. She grab...bed my belt buckle, like a k** on Christmas morning she was ripping wrapping paper to get inside a present. My cock was burning to be in her. As she pulled my boxers down, my cock pops out. She immediately grips the base of my cock and like a pro takes me completely in her mouth. I moan "Kim", grabbing a hand full of her dirty blonde hair, I guide. I'll face my consequences later.The gap is closed, and a tsunami crashes through my mind. Her lips are cool, not what I expected. Thin too, and suddenly my lips feel rather colossal in comparison. It starts off light, she won't even allow for full contact, and I was not particularly patient. I press forward and like two positive ends of magnets, she pulls just far enough away to maintain only the slightest of touch. I'm leaning so far I no longer can support myself with my arms, so I reach out. .. and madame. I am Adrien Didier and this is my wife, Régine Béliveau. For business reasons, she didn’t take my surname, but I won’t complain about that. She needed to keep the family name because her family has owned this restaurant for ages. You are friends of Gaston and Gustave, I hear?” the husband introduced himself to us as we were seated.“I am. My name is Simon Abrams. This is my fiancee, Megan Fitzgerald. And this is Eva ... our... , “ I searched for the right word, but Eva beat me to. Your mouth is warm on my skin as the cool rain falls around us in sheets. I kiss your face as it washes over us, soaking into my hair, my clothes---like a million fingers massaging the stress from my body. A tingle ripples through me. You grab my hand and pull me laughing into safety, shutting the door firmly behind us and pressing me against it with your body, as your mouth and hands roam freely over my exposed skin. Our soft moans echo off of the walls, and I swear I can feel your.