When I feel like I am about to burst, I pull her face up to mine and enjoy the taste of her warm kiss as our naked bodies intertwine as if one body. T...hen I move my face back to her vagina and lick and suck, inserting my tongue as far into her as it will reach in preparation for intercourse. Again I move back up to her face and share the taste with her.She uses one hand to guide me inside of her, and for a moment we lie still, enjoying the connection as our bodies are now truly one. We begin to. People dressed well here, but she was a different type of elegant. She was very tall, as far as I could tell, no less than 4-5 inches taller than me. And I played basketball through college. Not the smallest woman in the team too. She wore red high heels to match her red dress, a year or so behind the local fashion, but certainly impressive. Adding to her noticeable presence, she wore nice evening makeup, and an elegant small watch. Real pretty with long black hair, and big blue eyes. Pale. Her shudder must have alerted him further, as her starting to wake must have caused him to attempt to redress himself before fleeing outside. Their eyes met, his went wide in horror of actually being caught. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?" She demanded as she jumped up accusingly, mindless of her breasts springing up and down in emphasis of her words. "Sorry Valerie it was an accident, I didn't realise" He uttered in a worried voice. "How can that be an accident, you. I had no interest in sports. Never played them. Watching them was boring. I just hung-out in my parents’ basement writing code.I’m as dense as any fellow when it came to the labyrinth that is the female mind. But my nerdiness attracts them. I think it’s the opposite of the “bad-boy” effect. I am so far from being a bad-boy that I intrigue certain elements of the estrogen bearing set. So, I have had my share of deep sexual experiences, no pun intended. But, getting serious with a female required.