Hiding behind the door she opened it just a crack. ‘Clair! Hey!’ It was Simon, a friend from university. She’d always fancied him, but aside fro...m a few very exciting sexual adventures, nothing had come from it. She hadn’t seen him for a year! ‘Fuck! Simon! How are you?’ she blurted. ‘Sorry to just pop in. You just always said I should if I was in the area. Bad time?’. He looked really good. Tall, blonde, and a smile she recognised as trouble. She could feel how wet her pussy still was as air. So my fear eases. As i get close, she doesnt move. I look into her face and shes utterly beautiful. Long dark hair, pale skin, and a set of bright red lips. What stood out most were her eyes. They were a blue..but a deep blue that they almost seem to glow. She was wearing the same jacket i was. The t shirt and jeans she wore also black. I walked past her putting my head down trying not to stare. Ive never seen her around here before so i stop. I turn around to at least tell her i love her. That was a one steaming kiss. We were there like for 10 minutes and then she broke the kiss held my hand and started walking towards bed. She pushed me on the bed and winked at me. I was surprised by witnessing this dominant girl in the disguise of innocent face. She climbed on me and started kissing wildly. I was enjoying this moments but after two minutes I held her and turned her. In just a fraction of second I was on top of her. She was shocked about how this happen so quickly.Now I was. I sometimes almost hear her purr as a kitten, which just endears her that much more as the woman I love. The time I truly love to just look at her legs is when she is alone with me and not wearing a stitch of clothing but not when she’s being sexy but when she’s just walking around. Her legs, without the restrictions of clothing or the distraction of their decoration, become those of a living breathing Venus de Milo. Her legs are longer, and sculptured in a way to cause my breathing to stop. I.